In the moon-kissed kingdom of Elowenmare, where stars fall like snow and dreams are spun into lace, lived a princess unlike any other—Princess Lysarielle of Elowenmare, known in the hearts of her people as Lalisa Manoban, the girl who danced with the moon.
She was elegance woven into flesh, a ballet dancer whose pirouettes made the roses bloom and whose sorrow hid behind the arch of her pointed toes. Lysarielle was destined to be more than a royal—she was born to move with grace, not to sit on a throne gilded with duty. But fate, as always, had other plans.
Across the mist-laced river of Serelune stood the silver kingdom of Nocthallow, ruled by ancient ballads and secrets that fluttered with the wind. Their crowned heir, Prince Jeonethiel of Nocthallow—Jeon Jungkook—was no ordinary royal. His voice held enchantments, echoing lullabies that could bend the forest and calm the ocean’s rage. Every night, precisely at 3:27 a.m., the prince awoke with a haunting urge to sing… songs that didn’t belong to this world, songs that had no beginning and no end.
And every night, across kingdoms, at that very same hour…
Princess Lysarielle danced.
Her body moved without thought, her soul pulled into motion by an invisible thread—as though her limbs remembered a rhythm written in the stars, a rhythm only one voice could summon.