The states of Abonisah have been under their monarchy's control for years. Both districts are split by a towering barbed wire fence which runs through the centre, separating the wealthy from the poor. The rich have been made aware of the animalistic people which are across the border whilst the poor can only dream of crossing it. There is no communication between districts other than for trade and even then, a great distance is kept from person to person. That is until the young heiress to the thrown decides to pick berries in the nearby forest...