I was the king’s beloved daughter. People adored me, admired my beauty. But one day everything collapsed. Now I’m a real ugly duckling—I hide among servants, and my country has been taken over by winged mages. And it’s all their younger prince’s fault. He’s searching for me, and if he finds me, my execution will feel like happiness. I’d hide as far as possible, but fate—clearly mocking me—threw us together face-to-face. No, you can’t tell from the outside that I’m a princess. But why does it feel like he knows me well, even though we’ve only met once? And most of all—where did these dreams come from… in which I see us together… in the past.