Everything was fine. The ball had already started, and the future heir of the country had invited his fiancé to dance. Violins and laughter covered the hall as everyone admired the future couple in charge of the country. They were the perfect couple in everyone's eyes, two blondes who had lived a love story that would make romantic comedy writers jealous. However, the mood of the room changed completely when the large doors opened. A tall woman with a slender figure and long black hair walked across the room, as the instrumental changed. By now the trumpets, basses and electric guitars had filled the hall with their music so sweeping. Music that everyone recognized; it was a song that was once banished from the country by the Emperor, because it was considered too different from the norms, it seemed to incite to sin, a music that was qualified as demonic. Yet when the Crown Prince saw this mysterious woman walking to the rhythm of the bass, he couldn't help but be spellbound. This woman, he knew her; she was his lover, his first love, but also the one he abandoned in favor of his fiancé. Above all, this woman was the one who came that day, claiming her throne, claiming her lover, reclaiming her rights. Under the horrified gaze of the little blonde, all present at the ball knew that the heart of the young prince was instantly stolen by the newcomer.