Damie played with a man for the first time in his life. The prodigal son, who is also famous in the capital, Acard Valerian.
Sleeping with him was quite impulsive.
Damie had her heart broken her yesterday, and her first love for her was cruel.

“Find another man.”

And the stepbrother, who manipulated him from behind the curtains made him come to this decision, smirked.

“What did you say? You will eventually come to me.”

Damie suddenly got fed up with all of this. So I slept. By seducing the man who just arrived in the North today.
The Acard Valerian was, as rumored, horribly beautiful, lustful, and a bastard.

“Your face is pretty when you cry.”

… … It seems he has chosen the wrong opponent and he is now playing with fire.