Reina is a name of a queen.

But she's not. She's not a proud and regal queen.

Far from it, to be honest. She's a spoiled princess, believing childish dreams and having those foolish dreams of eternal loves and happily-ever-afters shattered like a billion glasses when her dark prince took the regal queen who is her sister instead.

Yuuma is not a prince. He's too short, too obsessed in being tall, and much too girly to be a prince rather than a pretty princess.

Yuuma is not a kind boy who will cheer the sullen princess out of her dark pit. Yuuma is the boy who took her arms and yanked her rudely out. The one who looked at her with a gaze so stern and sharp she felt trapped.

''Don't be stupid.'' he said as he wiped her drying tears with a disgusted expression. ''Tears are not befitting of you.''

She had been stunned, but then she was outraged. She stomped and growled, how dare this stranger pulled her out of her tower when he is nothing of her fated prince?!

The boy, Yuuma, only laughed before ruffling her hair affectionately.

''That's my girl.''

A vivid blush spread on her cheeks. And maybe, just maybe, her heart beat just a little bit faster.

And maybe, just maybe, she's falling in love anew, to a boy who's no prince-then again, she's no princess and some fairy tales have their own twists.