Beauty is dazzling even at night.

Who would have thought that pulchritude would make someone stupefy for the reflection she sees in the mirror. A pink hair like those cherry blossoms blooming in cold-warm weather, a porcelain skin like that of a snow in winter, eyes like those deep emerald green in the abyss of the forest and red lips like those ripe-colored cherry fruits in spring. Indeed! It would take immeasurable reasons to explain the existence of a perfect figure and would take thousands of centuries to remember her distinct comeliness.

She was in dazed at this perfection she witness...

She was speechless...

Though it's fainted; She couldn't believe the living muse she saw in the mirror.

"Who?" she murmured in astray and abruptly...

Her hands could not stay calm to touch the face of the muse she saw. The soft and fair skin she has touched instantly forced her body to move near the reflection she saw in the mirror.

"It's not a dream?" she asked in confusion.

"The hair and the eyes... if I-I'm not m-mistaken... S-SVETLANA!!!" she shouted in a stuttering voice breaking the silence in vastness.

At that moment and on, she has learned that the women she saw in the mirror is her... but in the body of the first princess of the Marioline Empire - Svetlana Soheila Vespera.

Possessing the body of the beauty, her soul traveled from a distinct world to the world she is familiar with. Standing under the full moon of her first night in a new foreign place makes a memory she doubted to believe.

"I'm inside of my story? and - " she disrupted her words thinking of the possibility of the situation she might be.

The familiar figure, characteristics, personality and location.

"- and I-I am the female lead's vicious sister!" pointing her finger in herself uttering the fact she has remembered.

Perplexedly, she stopped at the loud footsteps coming from the door of the bulky room she was in.

"Your Highness what's wrong?!" a group of maids approached her with concern and fear to her, who is standing in a total surprise.

"What is my name and what this place is?" she asked in wanting to confirm the situation she thinks she was in.

"Y-you're the princess y-your highness... a-and this is the castle of the MARIOLINE EMPIRE" the maid at the front answered in tremor.

She nearly passes out hearing the word she thought as impossible would be uttered by the maid she just created.

"Impossible!" she shouted in downcast while tangling her soft hair.

"How could this be!"

The truth flickered in her, along with the unrealistic magical phenomenon. She took a deep breath and think of the future situation she might encounter as the Princess of the Marioline Empire.

Fears and excitements brought her mind into a conclusion she needs to change.

"The princess' execution and the princess' death is now my own nightmare, terror and curse..."