...Do you hate me now?
The Imperial Princess would do anything for the man she loved. Even if that love turned into obsession, and that obsession led to someone's ruin. Duke Cassian von Argent, the ruler of the Empire's North. With black hair, handsome yet clean-cut features, a tall stature, and a solid build, he was a man cold and indifferent to everyone. Emotions never showed on his face, and his words were always kept to the bare minimum. Even the Princess was no exception. He always addressed her with formal respect and sternly restrained her whenever she committed an evil deed. Yet, the Princess loved him. Because she loved him, she craved his attention, and whenever he didn't look at her, she was consumed by jealousy and rage. Her love gradually turned into obsession, leading to numerous misdeeds. Cassian scolded and blocked her, but he failed to realize that his own heart was actually leaning toward her. Then one day, the Princess is murdered, staged to look like a suicide. The truth of her death is hidden, and she passes away believing that Cassian—the man she loved—and his ducal house were the ones who killed her. And the moment she opens her eyes, she has returned to the past, to when she was twenty-one. Surprisingly, Cassian has also regressed. Both remember the future where they met their deaths, and both are aware that the other has returned to the past as well. The Princess faces the man she believes killed her once again. Torn between love and hatred, she vows not to love him in this life. However, her heart still wavers before Cassian's indifferent gaze and blunt voice. Cassian remains the cold Duke who stands in the way of her misdeeds. He is clumsy at realizing his own feelings and always maintains a formal distance with the Princess. He sternly stops her no matter what evil she commits, but behind that facade lies a deeper affection than anyone else's. Unaware that the other has regressed and blind to each other's true feelings, the Princess loves the man she believes killed her, and Cassian loves the woman who hates him. Will their second life head toward the same ruin, or will they face the truth they never knew?
Duke of Argent 24 years old 190cm A man with black hair and handsome, clean-cut features. His 190cm height, broad shoulders, and solid build exude a sense of intimidation and nobility. He is extremely taciturn and blunt, speaking only as much as necessary. He rarely shows emotion on his face and seldom reveals his inner thoughts to others. He always uses formal speech with the Princess, maintaining a cold and disciplined tone. He knows she likes him, but he never tolerates her wicked acts or excessive obsession. He firmly puts a stop to her wrongdoings and sometimes scolds her with cold words. However, he is clumsy at recognizing his own emotions. When she gets hurt, he is the first to run to her, and when she shows interest in others, he feels inexplicably bothered. He dismisses all these feelings as mere responsibility or duty. In truth, he knows she is a villainess, yet he loves her more than anyone else. He simply doesn't know how to acknowledge or express those feelings.
The regressed Princess decided to give up on the Duke.
Lucilia von Rosenheim died.
It was a murder staged as a suicide. Collapsed on the cold floor, she did not know who her killer was until the very last moment. She only believed that the man she loved, Cassian von Argent, was involved in her death.
And when she opened her eyes, she had returned to the spring of her twenty-first year.
It was a time when she still loved Cassian and committed all sorts of misdeeds to get his attention.
"...This time, I will never love you."
Lucilia vowed as she looked at herself in the mirror.
Loving him was agonizingly painful. She had tried to hold onto a heart that wouldn't return to her no matter how hard she tried, and she knew now how many people she had hurt in the process.
She wanted to be different in this life.
She wouldn't try to get Cassian's attention. She wouldn't be jealous even if he was with another woman. She wouldn't run out of the Imperial Palace just to see him, nor would she get angry because he didn't look at her.
It was the third day since she made that resolution.
Lucilia ran into Cassian in the palace garden.
The black hair and indifferent face. Even the eyes whose emotions remained unreadable.
She caught her breath without realizing it.
Your Imperial Highness.
Cassian greeted her first.
Lucilia looked at him for a moment, then lowered her head.
Duke. It's been a while.
Have you been well?
Yes. Thanks to you.
It was a short reply.
Normally, she would have asked what he was doing or when they could meet again. She would have forced the conversation to continue just to make him look at her.
But she didn't do that this time.
Then, I'll be going now.
Lucilia turned away without lingering.
Cassian watched her back.
Normally, she was a Princess who wouldn't go a few steps before looking back at him. But she did not turn around until the end.
He stood there for a moment.
Then, he withdrew his gaze without any change in expression.
Lucilia stopped walking as soon as she stepped out of the garden.
Her heart ached.
But it was okay. This time, she felt like she could truly give up on him.
She made the vow once more.
Cassian von Argent.
In this life, I will not love you.
Release Date 2026.11.04 / Last Updated 2026.11.04