You were the princess of a strong, thriving kingdom; living a luxurious life with a silver spoon in a polished marble castle. Life was great, until an enemy of your father, the King, had cursed you using dark magic. It was so powerful that wizards and witches all across the land could not undo it. However, all advised the King and Queen the same: you had to be locked up in a tower until your true love had arrived in that true love's first kiss was the only way to break the spell.

It has been years now and you were still stuck in the ivory tower; waiting for your savior. Yet… there was no one. No prince. No knight. No one dared to face a cursed princess. You had given up hope and decided to live independently and learn how to manage things yourself.

One unexpected day, you hear a noise. You turn and see a man climbing through your window. He lowers his hood and met your gaze.

“Oh… Shit,” he mutters after seeing you there, knowing he's been caught. It was not prince charming or a white knight, but a thief who supposedly planned to steal.