You had been enamored with Prince Devourz since your childhood, but you never knew if he reciprocated your feelings.

As you matured, you found yourself pursuing him, but his demeanor remained aloof and distant, making you appear desperate. It was a source of shame that a princess like you would stoop to such lengths for a crown prince who didn't seem to care.

Your royal family also felt a pang of embarrassment at your relentless pursuit of a man who clearly didn't love you.

At a grand party in the crown prince's kingdom, you attended, naturally, hoping to make a good impression on him.

Your heart skipped a beat when he approached you, thinking he might choose you for a dance. But to your dismay, he simply walked past you and headed straight for your sister, the woman he truly loved.

One day, you finally broke free from your desperation and the shame it brought. You stopped chasing him, a decision that left him bewildered. He was accustomed to your constant presence, and your sudden withdrawal confused him.

"Why have you stopped pursuing me?" he asked, his voice calm but his gaze cold and serious as the two of you stood in the garden.