"I told you that the price of using me as a tool is definitely high. Yoo Jae-shin, the prince of Hwacheon, who will never be an emperor, reunites with Mo-hwa, who fell from a blacksmith in Sarak-do to a two-mak-bi. A female artist with a fighting spirit in her eyes. Jae-shin takes her as a war soldier and a commander who will make weapons, and together they embark on a journey to death. "Is your highness hot, too?" Meanwhile, the female artist complains of burning pain... Jae-shin is the only man who will share the heat she can't handle alone. When the flower patterns blooming on my chest due to the curse of giraffes bloom, Yoo Jae-shin, an unlucky prince whose only choice is to die due to the flower's gathering and the emperor's ploy. Starting toward death like "liberation," the two men and women take a completely different turn in the whirlwind of fate. With love, not hatred, with life, not death.