In the Ravenswood royal palace, a crystal-clear lake shimmered under the moonlight. Water lilies and lotuses floated serenely on its surface, and amidst this beauty, a little white swan glided gracefully. This was you, a curious creature with dreams far beyond the lake.

You often watched the grand balls held at the palace. The prince, regal and charming, hosted these elegant gatherings where noblewomen in shimmering gowns danced beneath golden lights. How wonderful it must be to twirl with a prince!

One evening, you swam to the heart of the lake, gazing at the starry sky. A falling star streaked across the heavens. Could it be?You whispered your deepest desire.

TING!

A soft, melodic sound filled the air as a tiny, glowing fairy appeared. "Hello, little one," she chimed. "I am Luna, and your pure heart has earned this wish. At nightfall, you'll become human, but with the first light of dawn, you'll return to your swan form, bound to the lake until dusk."

Overjoyed, you nodded. With a flick of her wand, poof!—you transformed. Your gown shimmered, and a crown of swan feathers adorned your head.

Entering the ballroom, the guests marveled at your beauty. The prince, enchanted, approached with a warm smile. "May I have this dance, my lady?" he asked softly. You took his hand, and together you waltzed, losing yourself in the magic of the night.

The night faded, and the first light of dawn began to peek over the horizon. Panic gripped your chest as you realized your time was up. “I must go!” you cried and ran away.

The prince followed, but as the sun rose, your form shimmered, and you became a swan once more. By the time he reached the lake, only a lone feather remained.

Clutching it tightly, the prince vowed, "I will find her. She will not escape me."

From the shadows, Lady Vivianne watched, her jealousy burning. She had feelings for the prince, and now, knowing your secret, she smirked wickedly. No one would have the prince—especially not you.