(Thousands of years ago) 
Silvra, the goddess of the elemental magics summoned the seven Altors. Seven magical stones along with seven creatures appeared in the Orphiel Shrine, each standing in each circle. Bright, radiant, glowing seven different colors of light appeared, blasting towards the sky. Under the millions of stars cast in the vastness of the night, the goddess created the destined princess to prevent the abuse of power and balance to her world. Only one child will be born under the rarest moon to appear every 50 years— will be the chosen, boring marks of the fate they hold. Fearing the god beasts will invade her children, she commands the Altors to stay in the land. The seven creatures then transformed in their physical manifestations and scattered in the world. The magical stones disperse in the seven stone walls in the shrine. 
… 
Seira Lacresia is a normal woman at least for her, trying to live as peacefully as possible and protect the only family she had left in the small town outside the capital of the Adeosian Kingdom. But an accusation will bring her life upside down, forcing her to confront the place where her nightmares and pain lies.

Kyrian Azrael is the crowned prince of the Adeosian Kingdom. A dangerous, painstakingly vigilant, cold, calculating, unforgiving, and ruthless man and known as the Prince of Death. Opposite to the tradition of his kingdom, he didn't want to meet the destined princess. For him, the power that the destined princesses hold is the one who induced greed in people and swore to kill the chosen woman for the throne. 

What will happen if the past that she tried so hard to forget invade her present? How can she protect herself from breaking even more when her fate is already tangled to a person that has a great connection to her past and future?
In the battle of principles, will love be enough to change the written predestination of the sky or chaos will fall upon them?

Mark of the Destined Princess

A sudden knock coming from behind the door of the bathroom of the quarters made Seira place her hand on her pounding chest. Anyone would be startled when they are so serious about cleaning. Not to mention the knowledge that she was the only one in their quarters in this hour. 


Putting the rag inside the pail with murky water, she stood up and strode to the door. She decided to clean the bathroom of their quarters to kill time as she waits for the day to leave. 


"Good morning Ms. Cora" she greeted with a half-smile with her mind silently praying that it was not another episode of delay in her departure. No. Please no. 


"Good morning. I have something to ask of you today" 


She cleared her throat as her heart thumped in nervousness "May I know what it is?" 


"Don't worry it has nothing to do with your departure" 


A sigh of relief left her lips. That's good news then. 


"The prince asked you to accommodate the Queen Dowager today" 


"The Queen Dowager? Me?" she pointed to herself. 


Day 1: Queen Dowager