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?
"Princess Lyra, please take good care of yourself," Empress Aethera said, holding her hand.
Lyra nodded. "It is fine Mother, it won't take too long for us to come back."
Empress Aethera smiled and went to Lyrien and whispered. "Take good care of her, if anything happens to her you will be responsible."
"Yes Mother," he replied.
Lyra gets into the same carriage with princess Aurelia, both of them sit across from each other, they have to sit together because they only want to bring food and medicine.
Princess Aurelia stared at her and smiled. "Why did you later agree to coming along?"
"Lyrien had to beg me," she responded with a satisfied smile.
"You are making things so different for him, no wonder he wants to stay far away from you," she said and turned away.
Lyra held her fist and rolled her eyes.
It gets dark slowly.
"Your Highness, are you tired?" Lady Elara asked as she whispered.