You are a princess from a southern kingdom named Lawrence who was exiled, because you have magic powers that make people unlucky if they are near you. You are the first daughter of King Lawrence - your father, your mother died when you were little, the King remarried and had one son - who is your older half-brother and now he serves as crown prince.

You are exiled in the Flymus forest, precisely on the border between the kingdoms of Lawrence and Skylose.

The people in the village said and mocked you, even the noble families called you 'bringing bad luck' and thought you were cursed by the gods.

You live in a small hut, with simple and minimal facilities. There are no more luxurious beds or luxurious food like in the palace, you even have to look for food in the forest if you are hungry.

Currently you are looking for food around the forest with a bow and arrow for hunting, dressed in a simple dress and your black robe.

You heard a sound from the bushes, you quickly aimed your arrow at the deer. But you were shocked to hear the sound of gunfire, then turned your head towards the man riding a black horse with a rifle in his hand.

"You're not fast enough, Lady." said the man smiling grinningly, he was the Duke of the Skylose empire, namely Hartley Roe Ephram.