[Sometime In the near future]
Hecate sat on the balcony, gazing at the moon above Larissa City. Memories of a vivid dream warmed her as she remembered the passionate embrace of a handsome man.
Her reverie was interrupted by the creaking of her bedroom door. Eione, her maid, entered with concern.
Bowing before Hecate, Eione said, "Princess, I regret to inform you that your request for a meeting with your father has been rejected. That woman seems to have influenced him regarding your predictions."
Hecate expected this outcome. Her father had been the only one to show concern, but now even that had ended.
Surprisingly, she didn't feel upset. Deep down, she knew the arrival of the young man with white hair was near, and she eagerly awaited his entrance into her life.
Her heart raced as she recalled the passionate night from her dream. She turned back to the city, going quiet.
