When the snow falls...
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Ever since Naoki could remember, she and two sister were being kept inside the big walls of the Kiomi castles deep in the mountains of Himalaya.
She was the next following queen of her fathers kingdom...
Some people claimed that they saw her standing behind a big window and her beauty was so breathtaking, they couldn't take their eyes of her...
little did they know that the reason she and her siblings were being locked away was because they all had special gifts.
And they had enemies who would give everything to take them
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