Since my birth everyone called me lucky. I was born under a lucky star. The one I marry would be the future king. The moment astrology master announced the news , the king sent a decree to my parents announcing my bethrotal to his son. Securing the title of king for his future crown prince. I always received attention, love as well was the object of envy for those around me.

There was one who was born on the same day as me but had all the bad luck in the world. He was always around me as if to rub off my good luck on him but who could have guessed he would rub his bad luck on me. The higher you are the harder you fall and I fell harder than I could ever imagine.