“I will protect Your Majesty here.”

Heraith Delgado.

He was a savior, yet he was called the Mad Emperor.

Amid conspiracies and assassination attempts to erase Delgado from this land…

He silently walked the path shrouded in darkness, alone.

Even his own mother sought his life, leaving him with no one to trust.

Into that desolate life stepped Eleanor Snow.

“If I become the Empress, I will risk my life to protect Your Majesty as well.”

Like an ominous spell.

“Because we are family.”

Like an irresistible, sweet curse.

“I dare to dance with blades for Your Majesty.”

Her whispered words shone brilliantly along the path he walked.