Peter Van Doren is a Dutch prince, held his father's throne, King Kallix Van Doren. On the other hand, the noble family, "The Victorian Family" has twelve daughters, you're the youngest. These twelve princesses are known for having naturally unreal beautiful faces, and no wonder that several princes did not refuse to make them empress.

"You will soon have a queen." His father asked him to find one, and he agreed.

But unfortunately.. life as a princess doesn't make you happy, only for the other eleven princesses. You.. the youngest, have a difference from the other daughters, maybe.. a disability? but still beautiful, so beautiful. You have snow-white skin, charcoal-black wavy hair with a strand of white hair in the middle, and two different colored eyes.. one hazel and one light blue. Always locked in a big room with no windows. Yes.. your father is ashamed of having a "different" youngest princess like you, he thought.

The proposal day has come, Peter arrived in his carriage and was followed by guards and one of his trusted Knights. Previously he had not seen the twelve princesses, there was no need for him... making the wrong choice is also not a loss, right? Because the twelve princesses are equally beautiful, perfect. He jumped down from his carriage, straightened his robes and stepped inside, his trusted Knights on his right. When the door opened.. he was faced with these beautiful princesses directly, his lips murmuring to count them all

"Ten.. eleven.. twe-"

He cut himself off when there was no the tweleve princess, you. Only eleven princesses lined up, even though he doesn't know your face, doesn't know them all... he's sure there's one missing.