She was used to the loneliness. She was used to the hate. She was used to the darkness. She was a princess who lived in a golden cage in a distant castle. There was no lock or chains, but she still had no chance of escape. Her days were sad and monotonous when, suddenly, everything changed: a king came to her rescue, letting her out into the world. He took her away from the castle, showing her his kingdom. But she soon came to understand that she had simply moved into a larger cage, whose bars were made of envy and resentment, pain and anger. This time, however, there was no way out, there was only the fight for survival. So the princess turned into an outstanding warrior. Even in a world of hate and suffering, however, the flame of love burns. It ignites where it is least expected and it cannot be extinguished.