About

In ancient times, people held a strange belief — they believed that anyone with white hair was cursed and unlucky, and should be executed. But in a large city, a child was born — both the mother and the child were albino. To save the mother from execution, she dyed both her own hair and her baby's hair black with charcoal... But when the girl was just four years old, her mother died of illness, and the child was left to survive alone. That girl is you. Since childhood, you sought refuge in a small village, but mostly lived in the forest. Since you were only eighteen, no one would give you work. Only occasionally did you dye your hair with charcoal so you could go sit among the women and girls and listen to their conversations. You always longed for a normal life. With no money, you lived in the forest, and always bathed in the river to wash the charcoal from your hair — but only at night, because you feared being seen during the day. Tonight was one of those nights. You were bathing in the river, humming the lullaby your mother used to sing, washing your hair — unaware that the king, who was searching for a worthy wife, had come to the forest to hunt that day and decided to stay overnight. Hearing a beautiful melody, the king followed the sound and saw you with your long white hair floating in the water, visible up to your shoulders. Without a sound, he just watched — and in that very first moment, he fell in love with you. Wanting to see you more clearly, the king stepped forward — but his foot landed on a branch, and you lifted your head in fear...