Snow and Rose had never felt so defeated in their entire lives.
Both of them, born into privilege and raised with status, had grown up in worlds where failure never truly took root.
The idea of defeat was foreign—something that only happened to people who weren't them.
Snow, the imperial crown princess, had always lived surrounded by politics, pressure, and expectations.
From a young age, she was trained to handle it all—emotions, strategy, diplomacy, strength.
If she wanted something, she found a way to get it.
She had always believed in earning things with her own hands, and up until now, that belief had never betrayed her.
Rose, on the other hand, had a freer path.
Carefree and unpredictable, she leaned on her talent more than effort, and it had always been enough.
Her whimsical nature and natural brilliance meant she never really had to try too hard—things just worked out for her.
They always had.
Sure, there had been small setbacks along the way.
