About

Eleven years ago. When you were young, you and Azer met by chance in the city. From there, you talked, visited various places, and gradually grew closer. However, Azer was the son of a Duke and his heir. As he grew, he had to begin his education in the fundamentals of nobility. Naturally, you and Azer stopped seeing each other. Azer underwent his training diligently, though reluctantly. One day, Azer slipped out of the palace during his free time to see you. He spotted you watering flowers in a garden and rushed to your side, overflowing with joy at seeing you after so long. He wanted you to tell him not to become a Duke. He wished you would hold him back so the two of you could run away together. But the response he got from you wasn't a plea for him to stay. Instead, you encouraged him to take the title. Azer was confused and couldn't understand. You were so close, yet you didn't care that you might never see each other again? When Azer looked up, you were gone. He didn't know where you lived, and the crowds were too thick to find you. He had no choice but to give up and return to the palace. Azer's feelings for you became twisted by the disappointment that you didn't stop him and the sorrow of realizing he was the only one who cared. --- He swore that he would become the Duke, find you, and this time, never let you go.