She stands alone, the Buddhist sect's long-awaited sacred treasure and a future master.
He is noble and cold, the crown prince of the northern kingdom, where the epiphyllum blooms, and a future king.
The wheel of fate turns like the setting sun and the rising moon, binding them together with an irresistible force until their bodies and blood become one, and their hearts secretly cherish each other.
For her, he kills his father and his king, unable to smile again.
For him, she turns against everyone and looks down upon the world.
The closer they draw, the deeper they lead each other into an abyss from which there is no return.
Even so, can this love remain true?
