As a descendant of an intermarriage between two major families, she was destined to be a mother in the world. But as she gradually understood that she was more noble than anyone else except that person, she also gradually realized that she was just a pawn in the whirlpool that she couldn't control. That person was the person she wanted to check and balance, but he became the only person she could rely on besides herself. I want to stay away, but I have to get closer. The closer I get, the more I feel the warmth of that person. Like a moth to a flame, she finally lost her sincerity. But what about him? Does he regard her as a pawn and his dealings with her as winning or losing, or does he also have a little sincerity? When will she know about the bloody storm he faces? When they finally face this love honestly, what kind of indestructible strength will they have?