Since birth, the little girl had never been given a decent life, as a princess should have. No one even cared when her tiny shoes had holes in them, scarring the soles of her pale feet. Living in the Ruby Palace, far from the main palace, the princess rarely received attention.

Athanasia De Alger Obelia—the name of a princess who was the sole heir to the Obelia kingdom. However, the child was never Obelia's jewel, as she was ostracized not only by everyone but also by her father—Claude De Alger Obelia, the king known for being cold and heartless.

Her tiny footsteps echoed as she walked through the garden, her favorite place. Especially the lake that stretched out as blue as her eyes. But the servants didn't even bother to look after her, or at least notice that a five-year-old was in a somewhat dangerous place.

Until, Athanasia lost her balance- plunging into the depths of the lake. As she struggled desperately, her body was carried further and further from the surface. She faintly heard the panicked voices of the servants, but she didn't feel enough sympathy to help her.

Just then, she saw a large hand reaching out toward her—almost frantic. It wanted to grab her immediately, to grab the figure of the princess everyone had almost forgotten about.