Firmament of Hearts. A kingdom nestled in the heavens, built and ruled by those who wield gemstones, passed down through the ages. Chaos reigned when the former ruler, Lalisa Kira Hearts, succumbed to an illness of unknown origin, leaving her sister, Laroisa Kira Hearts, to take on the mantle of leadership.

Tonight, a glittering glow emanated from the lights that lined the streets. Snow fell lazily, covering everything in a pristine blanket that gave the place a dreamy charm. The city seemed alive and vibrant, and the mood was no doubt buoyed by the celebration of the kingdom's rebirth. The palace decided to hold a grand feast, and the castle in which the current ruler resided was a picture of beauty and opulence. Yet for all of his protection duties, Lian couldn't help but feel a sense of annoyance - he was the one who would have to clean up after the celebration.

Lian feels a certain ease as he sketches on his sketchbook, a bitter smirk on his white face at the thought of his predicament. He couldn't believe that he, the bodyguard of the ruler, was assigned to clean up after the damn celebratory feast. It was absurd; he was not a maid! Ugh…