It's cold and damp in this kingdom of darkness. It covers us like a disease on our skin. They hold us hostage, the ones who call themselves the royals.
Little Alana stared（凝视，注视） across the swampy（沼泽的，湿地的） desolate（荒凉的，无人烟的） waters of the river. Back and forth（反复地，来回地） on her rusty（生锈的，腐蚀的） old swingset, on the shattered polluted earth she stared and stared at the little boy looking out of the window of the Hoffmen Castle. The handsome young boy with his dark eyes and dark hair hypnotized（使着迷，使恍惚） Alana. She loved him then as she always will. "How could I love my own enemy?" The one question that she will ask forever. It will end up being the one that would never be answered.
This young prince, who captured her heart has now become the King of Dark Haven. King Mathias Hoffmen. The evil king, the one who she will forever love and hate, the one who had all the power to make her world colorful and bright again. One day the flowers grew back and the waters were clean and the only reason for this was that she showed this evil king how to love his kingdom once again.