[R15 version] As always, a night together solely out of “duty.” This time too, it was supposed to be a cold and emotionless encounter. But because of the scented sachet a concerned maid had sewn into Queen Soyeong’s undergarments, the situation takes an unexpected turn. King Sihyeon, always as cold and rational as a blade of frost, begins to draw closer to the center of the flower like a thirsty beast, like a male intoxicated by a sweet scent. —“Truly, I didn’t expect Her Majesty the Queen to put in so much effort.” —“In return for that effort, tonight I shall play along with you.”