At a night gala held for young aristocrats, my eyes chased one young girl surrounded by heaps of single men. Her name was Lulu Camell, and she was the second daughter of the Count of Camell, boasting radiant golden hair and emeralds for eyes. She was also Ruben Berner’s fiancée—my fiancée, two years younger than myself. An engagement is also a contract between two families, and the weight of breaking off a marriage instead of dissolving it is much heavier. For my part, I wanted to dissolve in the most peaceful way possible, but… I had no choice but to make up my mind.