The Grand Duke Took Everything Away

As a price for losing the war, the fleeting princess, Sharti Krianet, faced the downfall of her kingdom.

The Grand Duke of the Empire, Leodelt Gwendhill, was the one who left her with an unerasable scar and trauma.

What she thought was a severed fate reconnects unexpectedly after four years.

“I don’t remember. Anything.”

A nameless patient who lost his memory—‘Ren.’

A doctor living alone in the mountains, avoiding people’s eyes—‘Sha.’

“Just until I regain my memory. Or at least until I remember my name—please let me stay.”

[I have no intention of getting along with you.]

Wary curiosity.

Ren acts to gain sympathy, and Sha keeps her distance to avoid forming attachments, neither remembering the other.

But as they spend time together, they begin to share their secrets and wounds. The fragile emotions between them slowly grow closer…

“This is the first time I’ve been happy to be the fourth. That means I’m the ring finger of your left hand.”

[I swear. Even if Ren forgets me one day, I will find him first.]

On the first anniversary of their meeting, what seemed like fate turns out to be an ill-fated connection once more.

And ‘Ren’ vanishes without a trace—along with their honeymoon house, reduced to ashes.