Lunia marries into a curse expecting nothing, then spends the whole show being shocked that someone actually wants her alive. The Duke isn't a tortured mystery box waiting to be fixed, he's just a man who was never taught how to love, and watching them stumble toward each other through misunderstanding after misunderstanding is the entire point. This is a show about two people who've been isolated so long they don't know how to trust gentleness when it arrives, and every small moment of connection hits because it costs them both something real to try.

Lunia, eldest daughter of Count Persephone, has spent her life neglected by her father and used by her half-brother. When she is selected as the bride of Hades, head of the dreaded Khronoa ducal house, she accepts gladly, grateful to leave home. Hades is under a curse: the Khronoa heads go mad or die by thirty unless they have a child with a divinely chosen bride. Yet he tells her plainly that he will never love her. Worried for his life and pressed by the empire's priests, Lunia drugs him, spends one night with him, and vanishes. Seven years later she is quietly raising twin sons in a neighboring country when Hades tracks her down, wanting to know why she saved him and why she fled. The result is a short-format fantasy romance built on misunderstandings.