Princess Maria was much younger than she was, playing with her toys and reading the large books she found fascinating. Life was blissful and exciting, with so much for her to look forward to and so much for her to be hopeful for...
Then, in the blink of an eye, she found herself standing before the King's body with a torch, feeling as mature as her usual self, ready to set it ablaze for cremation. She could not control herself, and neither could she tell why time was moving so fast right now. All she could do at the moment was observe what was happening, and she did not like it.
Then, in a flash, she found herself sitting on a throne. Yes, the throne that belonged to King Watanabe now belonged to her, but she looked around to see that it was not the royal palace but a large tent, located in an unknown wasteland she could not place a finger on.
