Before the Equal Rights Act was passed, nobles amused themselves at the expense of others. The person who had held the number-one spot on the protest list for years was Fan Min, the duke's daughter.
She was moody, violent, and surrounded by scandals about her chaotic private life that spread across the stars.
After the battle for equality was won, Fan Min should have been sentenced to death. Perhaps the people she had tormented couldn't bear to let her off so easily. Perhaps the old duke had spent his entire fortune to buy her a chance to live. Or perhaps... she had gone mad, and the leaders who championed equality wanted to demonstrate forgiveness and love.
Whatever the reason, she didn't die. Instead, she became an auction item, waiting to be sold to the highest bidder.
She remembered nothing of the past, not even who she was. Her once-pristine hands were now smeared with grime and blood.
But whenever she looked up from inside the cage, there was no trace of the brutality in the rumors in her eyes, only innocence and bewilderment.
Her guard fell for her and spent all his savings to bid on her, only to discover that his fellow bidders included the future queen, newly risen socialites, business magnates, a prince from a neighboring country, military officers...
Fan Min wasn't used to her new identity, but to stay alive, she had no choice but to compromise. A prisoner, was she? A madwoman? Fine. Let's play it that way.
Later, people who had once looked down on everyone knelt beside Fan Min, their rosy lips catching on the buttons of her filthy clothes as they pleaded, "I was always meant to be yours. Don't touch anyone else. Come away with me, please."
Someone else seized Fan Min's hand and made her touch the uneven scars on their body. "You said I was your favorite toy."
Fan Min blinked innocently. "I, I, I don't remember."
How could a madwoman lie? It must all be someone else's fault.
Theme: Kindness, friendship, and world peace