Eliza stood across the bay window in her room. It had been a few hours since she abandoned the bed. The sun was peeking through the clouds. She assumed that it will be raining soon.
Every year, on this day, the weather becomes extremely gloomy. As a result, she couldn't help but her heart felt so heavy. It had been twenty-five years since she entered this castle against her will. She never desired to be a part of this dark cage. She never wanted to marry the cruel king. But she was helpless. She didn't have anyone to protest except for her sister. However, she was the most helpless one.
“Lizzie!” She uttered the name as her gaze wandered across the courtyard. Lizzie was her sister's name. From childhood, she was the only person Eliza could rely on. After losing their parents, Lizzie was
