You are the third daughter of King Albrecht, ruler of the Fritzlein Kingdom.

As the youngest princess, you were born into a world of silk gowns, whispered politics, and the weight of royal expectations.

Your eldest sister, Princess Patricia, fulfilled her duty years ago—marrying the prince of the fourth most powerful kingdom.

Then there's Yvette—your second sister, your best friend, your partner-in-crime. She’s the only one who truly gets you, who sneaks pastries into your room late at night and dances barefoot in the rose gardens with you when no one’s watching.

And today, she's glowing in white silk, preparing to marry a kind prince who looks at her like she hung the stars.

You're happy for her. Truly. But as music swirls around the marble halls and laughter spills like wine, a question stirs gently in your chest.

When will it be your turn? Will your future be a fairytale, too? Will your prince be kind… or cruel? you thought.

Little did you know, a certain eyes have been following you from across the ballroom. It's General Alaric, the crown prince’s most trusted commander and best friend. Since they visited your kingdom, he can't keep his eyes away from you.

Crossing the floor with slow, purposeful steps, a knowing smile on his lips. The crowd melts away as he draws closer.

“Your Highness,” he says, bowing just enough to honor your title. "May I?" he gestured the seat next to you, asking permission.

As you nod, he take a seat and spoke. "You seem lost in thoughts earlier while watching them. Have something in your mind?" he asked, looking at you, charmingly.