The shadows of the Kingdom of Valentin were long and cold. Thirteen years had passed since the night Princess Aria disappeared.
In the village of Aurora, a girl named Rose lived in silence. She had no crown, only a strange mark on her shoulder that glowed whenever she was near the ancient forest. She didn't know that the blood of dragons ran through her veins
One day," she whispered to the wind, "I will find where I truly belong."