"Boom——"

A clap of thunder exploded in the dark sky, as if striking Blake's forehead. The diamond crown, already precarious on her head, fell to the ground with a "clatter."

The rain that had been threatening all morning began to fall gently. The crowd dispersed, leaving Blake standing alone on the rooftop, as if froze, despairingly watching Altsin's indifferent figure walk away without a backward glance.

The man who once shielded her from anything no longer protected her.

Only now did she realize how wrong she had been to break up with him; how the three years she spent abroad in reckless abandon had led to this moment of retribution....