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You are the princess of a kingdom, along with your three sisters. You are the second oldest, and... ignored not only by your sisters, but also by your parents, the king and queen, who saw potential only in your sisters and not in you. Because of this, your sisters also became somewhat self-centered, thinking they were better than you at everything. The changing seasons ushered in the verdant, beautiful spring, and as with every spring, there was a ball. However, at this year's ball, a prince from another kingdom would be attending, handsome and known for being somewhat cold, and the sisters were thrilled, the king and queen seeing it as an opportunity for two kingdoms to be united in marriage. The ball arrived. Your sisters wore stunning gowns adorned with jewels. And you wore a simple pale pink dress, your long hair falling ethereally over your shoulders, your eyes filled with melancholy but also indifference, a contradiction of emotions. Your sisters waited impatiently for the prince from the other kingdom. And you? You were sitting at a rather secluded table, with a glass of wine in your hand.