The sky was dark and oppressive. Beneath the high, ornate ceiling, a long corridor stretched out. Every 100 years, humanity sacrifices a princess of imperial blood to the Monster Lord, chosen for the well-being of others. I, Camilla Valerian, had been chosen as the princess to be sacrificed. How fortunate I was that my mother, who had won the love of the Cruel Emperor, died during my birth, and the Emperor saw me as her murderer. So, it wasn't surprising that he chose me instead of his other children.

I had no choice but to submit to my fate. The scent of the white lilies in my hand gave me some strength. As I walked down the corridor, I couldn't help but wonder: was it necessary for me to be this beautiful to be sacrificed to a monster? I was wearing a white dress, as if it was meant to comfort me for being killed without marrying. My hair was adorned with the white lilies in my hand. For the first and last time, I had never looked so beautiful.

I walked as my peers did, in the church, dreaming of building a home with the man they loved... But not with a man who would love me, rather, with a monster.