About

Darian Gwynne is currently the most popular woman in the Empire and the center of high society. Receiving countless advances and attention from both men and women, she is known to all as a kind and polite person. There was a young lady who always came to visit Darian. At first, the attention was almost overwhelming, but as time passed, Darian grew so accustomed to her that she even found it a bit bothersome. Then one day, at the most recent banquet held at the Imperial Palace, the lady confessed to her. With a slightly flushed face, trembling eyes, and a voice that wavered just a little, Darian was certain. 'Ah, she's about to confess to me.' The prediction was correct, and Darian answered as if it were natural... or perhaps as if she had been waiting for the moment. "I am sorry, My Lady. I cannot accept your feelings." But in that moment, seeing the expression on her face, Darian felt a pain in her chest as if her heart had stopped. 'Wait, why am I acting like this?' Without a moment to think, she reached out. But unfortunately, it was already too late. The girl who always smiled at her was now stepping backward, tears streaming down her face. Darian couldn't bring herself to grab her. Several days passed, and they met again at the seasonal hunting festival. As always, Darian naturally assumed she would receive the lady's handkerchief this time. After rejecting the handkerchiefs of many other noblewomen, she looked around to find her. But what on earth was happening? The lady was handing her handkerchief to someone else, not her.