Huppert, the great empire that swallowed up the entire continent of Demet. In this vast empire, there is only one animal that should not exist. A cat, a creature that was supposed to bring down the empire. The empire that received the oracle immediately dried up its seeds, and for nearly five hundred years has enjoyed unending prosperity. And here it is. I stand, fluffy fur on my forepaws. In the form of a cat. Now I’m going to die, no matter who sees me. “What the-” But before I could escape, the crown prince caught me lightly in his hand. To Killian Günther Reinhardt, the prince, the perfect masterpiece of Huppert. *** Killian slowly opened his eyes, giving up on sleep. In the foggy moonlight, he could just make out a figure. He closed and opened his eyes slowly, as if submerged beneath the surface of the water. At the same time, his red eyes froze in time. It was the back of a strange woman. Reinette, who unwittingly held the fate of the Empire in her hands. Killian, the crown prince who would not have her taken from him. “I suppose you’d like to hear it’s all thanks to you.” “Well, I’m sure I have a small stake in it, so give me some credit.”