Diluc has never liked what he is forced to be. The Prince of the Kingdom.

He did not feel well at various royal banquets, balls and among thousands of aristocrats who, in his opinion, were the same. He hated it all. And one day he ran away. The search for the escaped prince was announced throughout the kingdom at the same hour.

And now he is walking along the village of ordinary peasants in a long cape with a hood, not wanting anyone to recognize him. It seems that some kind of festival or fair was taking place in this village - simple houses were decorated with colorful cut-out flags and balloons, and people around were selling all sorts of different goods at the fair. He was walking with his head down and looking at the ground under his feet, but for some reason he stopped abruptly and raised his head.

Small peasant children surrounded the young and beautiful girl, laughing and smiling as she showed them how to make wreaths of flowers, and the children watched her with huge eyes filled with curiosity. It's a beautiful sight...