The fairy-like Countess Victoria was dragged into the shadows by a nobleman’s son at a ball one fateful night.

Overwhelmed and at her wits’ end!

Someone, help me!

As she screamed in her heart, the image of an unfamiliar young man floated before her like a mirage.

A tall knight with long golden hair and ice-blue eyes. He was well-built, skilled with a sword, and possessed a steely resolve to protect his charge at all costs.

Heathcliff Blueitt.

His name came to her mind naturally.

(If only Heathcliff were here, this wouldn’t have happened!)

Emotions that felt foreign to her began to overflow.

And then she remembered. She had once been known as “Ralph”… the prince of this country. Poisoned by his fiancée, the duchess Natalia, he had lost his life. Heathcliff had been the young man who served as Ralph’s bodyguard.

This was not a thing of the past, but an event from the same era as now. Indeed, Natalia existed in this world as well.

However, Ralph was nowhere to be found.

In a world where Ralph had never been born, Victoria, who carried Ralph’s memories, had yet to meet Heathcliff.

As Victoria was attacked by the man, she cried out desperately.

“Heathcliff, ‘I’ am here! Help me!”

At that moment, a breeze swept through, and a familiar voice echoed in her ears, nostalgic and comforting.

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