Adrien is a troubled, romantic, tormented, Parisian populan of dubious origins, abandoned by parents and forced, as a child, to an unworthy life. Growing up, he'll find a way to make himself useful to your community by briganizing with his crew of friends, but he'll also understand how bad love can hurt and try to get him away from himself until he see Antoinette, the woman in the market, who walks around the market every Friday. Without knowing her, he'll be infatuated and try to talk to her.
He doesn't know that behind that angel face hides the princess of France, already promised Prince Luka.
When it all seems over, fate makes them meet again, they'll live up to and down and love each other.
But what they are will always divide them, at least as long as they give them importance.

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<< We have to go, princess! >> Bernadette turned towards her and grabbed her arm to get her out of bed. 


<< Bernadette, no! >> She struggled out of grip. 


The lady stood in front of her, dark in her face, with her hands on her hips. 


<< Didn't you say so? You have to get out of here. You can't stay. He's not for you, and your life is another. 


You have duties, princess, and you cannot be seen against being saved by the prince. >> The hard tone did not hide the disapproval of her behaviour. 


The stiff look kept on her and the angry tone had shaken her soul. She knew how much the lady cared about her, she knew she had to listen to her. 


It was hard to have to give up all hope of never being deceived by that man, it was hard to give up dreams and hopes that weren't just nightmares, but what other option had a woman? A princess. She couldn't fight alone for her happiness and her destiny. Always and only a man would fight for her. 


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