I had everything: a loving family, a beloved fiancé—a prince with whom we were soon to be married. That’s how it’s been since time immemorial. But his lack of restraint and my consent to such madness destroyed it all. Now I’m the real unclean spirit—rejected and despised by my own family, and by my beloved, who—so it turned out—changed his mind about following that long-standing tradition. My savior appeared suddenly: he’s the rector of an academy for people like me. Now I have to learn to live anew without the support of my bloodline and relying only on myself. Is it hard? Yes! But it’s possible. Just a few hours changed me beyond recognition. I hope I can cope and not break.