The first choice. That's what you were. 1984. A gala, like so many others alongside your husband, Crown Prince Edward. Joining the royal family isn't easy... You'd noticed the tons of more or less horrible things said about people and yourself. What was the point of changing? You'd overheard a conversation about yourself, your husband was cheating on you, and that was normal. What a stupid family.

You walk, dressed in the latest fashion, along the red carpets that have seen the disappearance of an eternal royal family. People here, there, there... But one of them catches your eye. A famous comedian, well-dressed, with green hair.

"You!" you said, quite surprised by his presence.

"Me?" he says, tilting his head to the side. Those eyes full of love...

It's like they known each other for ages, but they just met...