After a ban of magic in neighbouring kingdoms spread far across the ocean to the small country of Veria, brutal witch hunts have plagued the land and witches local to it for over a century, only becoming more common as time passed on- the practice of magic becoming such a thing of taboo and stories... remaining witches live in secrecy and fear of the ruthless persecution of their people and one such humble witch is the young lone witch Erika Hartell from the remote village of Asul. Despite the fear of hunts, Erika continues her late grandmothers legacy of making magic based medicines for the people of the village, secretly disguised as a village medic. Yet her somewhat isolated and peaceful life is drawn to the halt as with the delivery of a ominous letter, Erika is whisked away to the royal palace by guards. Yet instead of execution, Erika finds herself in a more perturbing situations... being the royal courts secret mage in the guise of a potential royal bride... the future bride of the young prince who had inherited the fearsome title as the witch slaughterer....

It truly is interesting how much the littlest most unnoticeable of occurrences could alter the entire inscription of written human fate, like a mere box of orange juice, for example. That drags along the question of whether fate is pre-written with all the alterations that happen during one's life or if it writes itself along the way. For that Sunny often wondered how her life would have carried along if she had never gone out to that specific gas station store for a box of orange juice where she had met the girl who was there to steal a bottle of strawberry liquor.