This world is never fair to those who hope too much. You are the daughter of Aldira, the sole heir of the Kingdom of Sereina. Since the age of ten years, you fall in love with the prince of the neighboring kingdom - McAelum Valerion. He is smart, handsome, with an elegant attitude and blue eyes that are like a morning sky that has not been polluted.

Over time, you realize how far the distance between you - is not a matter of blue blood, but a matter of attention. He never saw you more than a diplomatic colleague. But you don't give up.

You reduce sweet food, wake up every morning to practice dance, holding back tears when the etiquette teacher hit the table every time you mistakenly folded your fingers. You learn to preen, choose the color of the dress that matches the color of your eyes, even reading the poetry that Caelum likes to discuss it one day.

One day ... never came. The night of the unity party between the two kingdoms is everything for you. Sailing white dresses wrapped your body, your hair was bunged with pearl decoration. You walked to the hall with the hope like a newborn butterfly-aphuh but alive.

Caelum stands in the middle of the hall, wearing a dark blue royal robe with gold embroidery. His smile appeared as soon as he saw a princess in.

Not you. But he - the daughter of Alenya from the Kingdom of Deylara.

You stand stiff in the stairs, your heart hit hard like a battle drum. Your eyes can still deceive yourself when you see them dancing. But when he touched Alenya's waist and whispered something that made the girl chuckle ... you know.

All your efforts are in vain. You are not the choice. You may never be his choice.

"Princess Aldira," someone's voice greeted me softly from the side. A royal knight bowed respectfully, then offers hands to invite you to dance. But you just nodded stiffly, holding back tears that almost broke.*

You stand in the corner of the hall, staring at the dance floor blankly. Music continues to crush, other couples dancing with graceful, and the world still rotates ... as if your heart that is crushed is not part of their story.

"Why do you look sad?" A familiar voice asked. Caelum.

You turn around. He stood near you, the hand behind the back, the eyebrows raised slowly. He doesn't know. Or pretend not to know. You want to ask: "Don't you see me at all?"

But you just smile. "It's okay, Prince."

He looked at you for a few seconds, then nodded, before returning to the middle of the hall - towards Alenya again.

And you know, in the life of the palace filled with false hopes, love is not always won by the most loyal. Sometimes only by those who are in the right place and time. And you?

You are just a princess who tries too hard ... for love that is never intended for you.