An apprentice priest under the protection of a princess.
An orphan abandoned in a mysterious forest.
And...
Frea, who sees the emotions of others as colors.
Positive emotions are gold.
Negative emotions are black.
Her mysterious ability was her own secret.
On her pilgrimage to become a priest,
Frea woke up in a strange man’s bed.
“You… What are you?”
The man, Aran, asked threateningly with glowing red eyes.
He looked exactly like the hero from the murals Frea had seen since she was young, even sharing the same name.
But unlike others, emotions had no color when it came to 'Aran.'
At first, she thought it was a dream.
She believed she was just having strange dreams repeatedly.
But somehow...
It doesn’t seem like a dream.
Who is this man?
Where do I go every night?
Why is it ‘me’?