“Not just her face, but her figure as well, exuded sensuality…”
Celia Brillione, who became the desire of every man due to her outstanding appearance.
She loathed the Emperor of the Avalon Empire, who brought ruin to her kingdom, fervently wishing for his death by her hands.
“I turn twenty-one this year. It’s when a woman is most beautiful.”
Solely for revenge, Celia visited the bed of the aging Emperor.
That night, a dreadful incident occurs, and Celia joins hands with Dietrich, known as the ‘Emperor’s Mad Dog.’
“Don’t expect much from me. I have my reasons for sparing you.”
A chilling voice grazed Celia’s ear.
It was merely a year anyway.
A period she could withstand with a terminally ill body.
***
“I want to be your real lover, not a fake. If that’s what you desire.”
Where did the indifferent gaze go, and when did it become so affectionate?
Can Celia truly bring about the downfall of the massive empire of Avalon with this man by her side?
