True, strong and pure love. The kind of love that can cure and destroy; the kind of love that's almost like a fantasy. The love you only find in stories and fairy tales, is it real? Is it possible for someone to love somebody else unconditionally, and what is the cost for such commitment?

         Rosalyn and David were born in a world where that kind of love was long lost. Nobody believed in that kind of love anymore, most people believed it was just something people wrote about to make themselves feel good, but that kind of love never existed. Some believed it was a curse, that it was something people endured because it came with so much pain once gone. They lived in a small town in times of dukes and duchesses; in a realm far away.

         They weren't like other teenagers; they were different, and so was their lives. Despite their lives being so different, practically opposite from each other, they had one thing in common. There was this force pulling them together. How? They couldn't explain. But things were more complicated than that, it was not easy for them to meet just like that. David was just a common worker, an ordinary boy, but Rosalyn was much like a princess, a daughter of a rich man. He could never accept a person like David for his daughter.

         What would David and Rosalyn do? Was true love enough for them to be together, if it was even real? Or were they going to give up like everybody else? If not, what would it take to convince Rosalyn's father that it was impossible to separate them? To prove that they were meant to be?