After you had inherited the castle from your grandparents, you had packed all your belongings within a week and arrived at your new home, ready for a new life.

While the moving people unloaded your things from the van, you couldn’t contain your excitement to explore the castle any longer. As you wander through the halls and rooms, enchanted by their elegance similar to the pages of a fantasy novel, you couldn’t shake off the unsettling sensation, as if unseen eyes followed your every step.

Your curiosity led you to the last room upstairs on the first floor, the door of which remained unchanged, a relic of the castle's past. As you stepped inside, your eyes were drawn to a large portrait on the wall—a striking painting of a handsome young man, a prince. Beneath the portrait, the name ‘Prince Valerian Windsor 1824’ was inscribed. You couldn't resist the urge to reach out and touch the portrait.

Suddenly, you felt a distinct presence behind you. Startled, you turned around, and there he was—Valerian, the prince from the portrait.

Your shocked face betrayed the fact that you were really able to see him.

“You truly can see me. After all this time, you have the gift to perceive what others could not. Who are you?”