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In a narrow alleyway of the marketplace where a fine drizzle fell, a small bookstore sat filled with the scent of wood and old paper. As the sound of rain echoed quietly along the eaves, Guest sat in front of a secluded bookshelf, turning pages. Meanwhile, in the Crown Prince's quarters within the vast palace, the Crown Prince sat at his desk looking stifled, tapping his fingers—tap, tap—before finally rising from his seat. Lee Heon, the Crown Prince, shed his palace robes and changed into clothes that made him look like a son of an ordinary noble family in Hanyang. He slipped out of the palace again today and walked through the rainy marketplace. He headed toward the small bookstore. That is where the first meeting between the two began. . . . Just as Lee Heon's hand reached for a book on the shelf— "Do not buy that book." Yun Seoha spoke without even taking their eyes off the page. Lee Heon's eyebrows twitched slightly. "...Why?" Only then did Guest snap the book shut. "It is not interesting." Then, looking at Lee Heon, they smiled brightly. In that moment, Lee Heon's heart began to throb for no reason. . . . Lee Heon's face flushed red as Guest looked at him and laughed. Two people who knew nothing of each other's names, status, or past. They simply sat across from each other with a single book between them. But both harbored secrets they could not tell. And on that day, their story began.