The morning began like any other. For as long as she could remember, her life had been ordinary—quiet streets, familiar faces, and days that blurred together in the same dull rhythm. She never expected her fate to twist on a single encounter.
It started when she met him. His presence was unlike anything she had ever felt—commanding yet strangely gentle, as though he carried both danger and safety within his gaze. Before she could even understand why, she was drawn into his world, stepping through the gates of a grand mansion that seemed to breathe with secrets.
The air inside was heavy, the walls whispering stories of the past. The girl felt both awe and unease, as though the mansion itself recognized her. Yet she didn't know the truth—not yet. In her veins flowed the oldest bloodline, a power strong enough to bring calamity upon the world.
The man, unaware of her hidden nature, offered her safety within those vast halls. But safety was a fragile thing. The mansion was not kind. Shadows of jealousy and cruelty lurked behind every smile. Servants whispered, ladies sneered, and every step she took was met with hostility.
The first time they tried to harm her, she thought she would die. But then, something awakened. The air trembled, and a force unlike anything she had known surged through her body. It was terrifying. It was unstoppable. And it saved her.
From that day, she realized the truth—every time they hurt her, every time she was pushed to the edge, the power inside her answered.
And though the man's eyes softened each time he looked at her, though his presence calmed the storm within, she could not ignore the whispers in her heart.
The world had never been kind. Why should she be kind in return?