"There is a fine line between admiration and love, and I know I am crossing it. Heavens, I suppose I am enamoured by him. But, this is absurd. How could a prince make me, the hope of Lazure, feel this way?" -☆- Lucian had embarked on a journey to the northern land, Cruizar, because he was betrothed to Princess Cerise. Yet, something in the way the gaze of the princess' brother, Prince Cairo lingered upon him-intense, unwavering-stirred emotions Lucian had not expected. It was as if Cairo could see past the titles and obligations, straight into something Lucian had not fully acknowledged in himself.