My name is Leylin, like hundreds of other girls from Estergard—and… I’m just not there. All of us are not there. We’re shadows, the property of self-absorbed wealthy heiresses, their most unreliable servants and their most devoted enemies. We look like them, wear their dresses, feel the same things. But unlike them, we always remember that none of it is real. Personally, I belong to the daughter of the first minister. And while my mistress chooses an outfit for the graduation and prepares to go through worlds to Arnear, where she hopes to receive a marriage proposal from the local king, I’m trying to be as inconspicuous as possible. Do you think this is a story of resentments and humiliations? No, it’s a fairy tale about finding your path, your place in life… and, probably, about love.