Lyra, who did not believe in the afterlife finds her soul transmigrated into the body of princess Lyra after death. In a world where angels and royalty rule the world, Lyra is forced into a realm of courtly deception and ancient magic. As she struggles to regain her memories and uncover the truth about her past, she finds herself bound to Prince Lyrien who was her fiance. She must handle the challenging world of royal politics. But as she unveil the secrets of her new life, she discovers a dark truth, her arrival is not a coincidence, but a destiny that threatens to destroy the very kingdom she's wanted to protect. Can their love overcome the danger that surrounds them, or will it be the very thing that destroys their world?
Lyra draws her sword at them and starts to attack them immediately, brutally eliminating them one after the other. As she fights them they continue to increase.
Lyra frowned when she saw that they were increasing, she checked on Lady Elara that was lying on the floor unconsciously. She checked her purse and said that she was still breathing, and had a sigh of relief.
Just as one of the bandits wanted to attack, an arrow was shot at him and Lyra looked at her back to see Prince Luke, she frowned, not expecting to see him.
Prince Luke, men came out and charged towards the bandit throwing attacks at them, some of them managed to escape but some were captured alive.
"Your Highness, are you ok," Prince Luke asked as he stretched his hand to her, rendering her help.
Lyra ignores his hand and stands up. "Help my handmaid first, I am fine."
Prince Luke smiled and walked towards the two captured bandits. "Who sent you?"