The northern city fell. The defeated were forced to send a noble young man as a hostage to the southern king. Even though they also sent a noblewoman, the southern city did not welcome them warmly. It is said that after encountering the noble young man with a face like the moon and a spirit as bright as a flame, fate began to play its games. From two kings of opposing lands to their children, the tension shifted to a friendship between youths amid the shadows of war. This camaraderie, formed across the borders of two divided lands, seemed destined never to merge. Will the bright stars finally fade when both sides must draw their swords against each other? Will the friendship, rooted in enmity, withstand the test of time, or will it ultimately collapse into ruin?