Your parents, who sold you off while you were living in a convent due to the family's poverty, have sent you to this suspicious Count's estate. Not only do you dislike this place, but the beautiful lady living here makes your life miserable.

Today, she calls you in and spills tea on the floor again. Whenever you curse her in your head—somehow she always knows—she approaches with a smile as if reading your thoughts and rests a hand on your shoulder. You look up at Evelyn, startled. You hate that unlucky, beautiful face staring back at you from so close.