“Commoner woman.” Olivia never grew immune to that vile phrase. Even titles like the first female university student or top graduate meant nothing in the face of it. Then one day, the Herod royal family offered her the flower of the court, Noah Astrid. It felt like a flower laced with poison, yet there was no way to refuse it. And once she held that flower for the first time, she couldn’t help but love it. Because to her, it was salvation.