Warning: This land of Hyacinth is a fictional historical kingdom on a fictional country. None of its events is connected to the history of the world.

　　I.

　　Her highness bow in front of the empty throne, the high priestess of the kingdom bow in front of her before putting the crown in her head.

　　"Hail to the new queen of Hyacinth!" The priestess announced to the world. 

　　Her highness stand up and face the nation. "Good day, people of Hyacinth. I, Selene Medina, the first queen to rule over Hyacinth, promise to protect the kingdom, and bring back the prosperity and peace. Every corrupt official will be ruled, and the peasants will have the right that they deserve. I will assure you, that the new Hyacinth will be born under my rule."

　　The nation created a loud noise. Claps and screams, for the new queen of Hyacinth. The soldiers kneel their right knee while their sword are being use as their support. Their heads are facing the ground.

　　"Get up, my subjects. We have a battle to win yet." She flashed a wicked smile while starring at the peaceful sky, painted with blue color and added with clouds.

　　She turn her back on the people and enter the palace. She change into her armor and put her sword in the air.

　　"Soldiers, protector of Hyacinth, let's come back complete with victory." She smile at them and put her sword back to her sword pocket. She pick her bow and put the bag of arrows on her back.

　　Then she ride the armored horse, train for battles, and lead her hundred of soldiers.

　　She let the cold wind touch her skin and and sway her long hair. She look at the horizon where the loud noises of soldiers are coming from.

　　"Father, I will make sure that I will protect our kingdom, from any possible enemy." She said on her mind.

　　5 years ago...

　　The word from the palace spread throughout the town, the princess is leaving the palace and the king's right hand, the princess's master in swordsmanship and her uncle, will be taking over the crown.

　　"They can't kick the princess out of the palace, she's her Highness." One commoner whisperz to one another.

　　Soldiers from palace are all over the town, a backlash on the market started after a soldier drag a commoner using his horse.

　　"What is happening here?" A young lady, wearing a long dress, made up of thick black silk, covering her whole body, from her neck down to her toes. She's wearing a white hand gloves and wearing a robe made up of soft and thick cloth. She removed the hood of her cloak, all of the commoners, everyone in the market stop and kneel in front of her.

　　"Her Highness, what are you doing outside the palace?" The soldier who drag a commoner come close to her.

　　The princess step back, and the commoners too.

　　"Don't come close to me, or I will wield my dagger." She warn him. But the soldier didn't listen to her, thinking that she belongs to the commoners, now that the Palace is not hers to success. He step forward.

　　The princess pull her dagger, out from her cloak and point it on him.

　　"Don't mess with me, soldier. I am the princess of this kingdom." She warn him again. But he wield her sword.

　　The young princess, that hasn't even reach her legal age sigh in front of the soldier, she sharpen her eyes and run towards him.

　　They had a battle in the middle of the market. The princess pick up a random wood and use it as her shield.

　　"You shall be beheaded!" Her voice roar like a thunder. She run towards the store that sells swords and any kind of things that can be used on the battlefield.

　　She pick up a sword and a shield then run towards the soldier again. Now they have a proper and fair battle. They wield the speed against each other, from the top and then to the bottom.

　　The princess turn around like a whirlwind and point the sharp blade of her sword on the soldiers neck.

　　"Who said I can't use my dancing skills on battles." She jokingly said, but no one laugh. She sigh and frown. "Kneel, traitor of Hyacinth. Kneel in front of the next ruler of this kingdom."

　　The soldier didn't kneel. The princess stare at her blankly and put the blade on his neck closer.

　　"Kneel down in front of me, I said!" She shouted in rage. Knowing the fact that her uncle, her master in swordsmanship before, put her father into a trap of death, made her angry. And the fact that he stole the crown from her, makes her more mad.

　　"My loyalty is not yours, little princss." The soldier said. "The next ruler of Hyacinth, is not you, but Alexander Medina, Alejandro Medina II's younger brother."

　　"I won't let him." She said and slit the soldiers throat. She face her future subjects. "I will leave the palace in two days, everyone here who will remain loyal to the real royal family—no, every subject of the soon to be crowned as a king of Hyacinth, loyal or a traitor, will be soon be my subject. This kingdom, this country, Hyacinth, only belong to the first children of the King."

　　The commoners bow, in fear that she might harm them.

　　"We will see each other again, commoners. Please hold a tight grip on your loyalty to the dead King, King Alejandro." She's breathing heavily while looking at the commoners who kneel and bow in front of her on their own will.

　　She drop the shield and sword on the ground, and put her cloak's hood back to her head.

　　What happened in the market spread throughout the whole kingdom, some commoners fear her, the peasants admired her bravery, the elites are frightened that she might take ever single one of them when time comes.

　　The elites—all of them, go to the coronation of Prince Alexander, and his appointment as the King of Hyacinth. Two days after the market incident

　　They send golds, silk, pearls, silver and some of their wealth, to show their loyalty to the new King of Hyacinth.

　　The princess is watching them from a far, she wanted to be a rebel, she wanted to wield her sword and slit their throats, each of them. The traitors of Hyacinth.

　　"Hail to the new King of Hyacinth, King Alexander Medina!" The head of the High Priest of Hyacinth said to the elites, commoners, and peasants.

　　With no other choice left, the unwilling peasants kneel their right knee on the ground and bow down to the King.

　　They said in unison, "Hail to the King of Hyacinth, King Alexander."

　　The princess ride her horse, instead of a palaquin, and left the palace without anyone noticing her disappearance.

　　"I will bring the crown back to it's rightful owner when the right time come, father."