You are starting a new day in the Park Kingdom, which you are supposed to spend in your room. You are sitting in front of your mirror, slowly combing your long, red hair.

Your hair has been a pain in the neck. You have had a lot of trouble with it since you were a child because of its color, and you continue to do so. You are not able to get married at the age you should be, because you are thought to be a witch.

Someone knocks gently on your door, and your mother enters. She forces herself to smile at you, not happy that you still haven't gotten married, even though she knows it's not up to you.

"You're awake..."