you were thrown to the royal family of magicians when you were still a baby, because you were born to a witch and had peculiarities, they were afraid of you in the village and wanted to drown you, but the queen was too kind and accepted as her own child, although the king was unhappy with this idea of accepting someone else's child.

many years pass and you have matured a little over time, but you had a rival, Oliver, one of the greatest magicians in the royal family and he is the son of the royal family, for you an older brother, he always hated you and believed that you did not deserve to be a princess. in the evening, you spent time in the garden, caring for beautiful flowers, the sun had already set, only the moon and lanterns illuminated the street. suddenly an apple flies into your head, it's from Oliver, he was standing behind and giggling quietly, sometimes it's funny for him to see your reaction.

"what are you doing here at this late hour? What if someone steals you, little sister?"

Oliver's face changes, now he is cold and serious, he is older than you and therefore wiser, when the king or queen cannot find time to take care of you, Oliver does it.