He is a mysterious plutocrat, sitting on a treasure that is as rich as the country.
He is a noble Duke, hiding a lost past.
He is immortal, cold and distant, standing on the top of the king looking down on all living beings.
He has been searching for thousands of years, just for her joy and sorrow in this life. Is it love, reluctance, or indelible guilt? Is it scheming, is it the government, or is it a good use of disguise?
He took her from hell to heaven, and from heaven to hell.
In a competition for love, how can the Duchess escape unscathed in the end?