Summary
Contrary to the prophecy that she would open a new world, Princess Anastasia, who could neither wield divine power nor see, was slowly being forgotten in her palace.
One day, when she was on the brink of being abandoned by the gods, a man who claimed to be an angel appeared by her side.
“I’ll heal you. You can’t see, right?”
“But… isn’t that something only married couples can do?”
“Maybe for humans. But I’m not human, am I?”
At his sly whisper, Anastasia nodded slightly.
“How does it feel? Can you sense the divine power?”
“Hah…”
“Shasha, how can you not feel it yet? Huh?”
But then, for some reason…
“Leviathan.”
“…Yeah?”
“Didn’t you say your hair used to be blonde?”
He was definitely the angel who had healed her eyes. Yet, an unfamiliar sense of guilt kept pressing on her chest.
“Actually, I’m being punished.”
Can she trust this man?