When the question arose among the elves of whom to give in marriage to the young orc leader, there was no doubt: a degenerate, defective dark elf woman. No one asked what she wanted herself, and no one gives her the right to choose. But the war between the forces of Light and the forces of Darkness puts everything in its place—Solomeya and her fiancé end up on opposite sides from the Citadel standing on the border between elven and orc lands. It seems it’s all turning out the way she wanted, yet her heart tears toward the unloved one—who has already forgotten her, but calls for her in dreams…