She thought the man was dead. His raven black hair, long eyelashes, sharp jawline and plump lips. As she was treating him, Swan fell in love. “I-I think I’m pregnant. So, uh, take me as your wife…” “……..” All because of ‘love’. Oh to be condescending as a young girl. The man didn’t love Swan, she was only a toy of momentary interest for him. Atlion never answered her question. ___ “You’re the one who said you wanted me. Didn’t you say you’ve never regretted a day that you were with me?” “Heart is something that changes as much as we want, Your Majesty.” It was hell. Her words seemed to make my blood vessels harden. I always want to see and touch her, but she won’t allow it anymore. I’m afraid of you. You, who don’t love me. The story of Swan, who once loved a man with lost memories- “Atlion”. What will become of this perplexing romance?