She longed to be the mistress of the majestic palace surrounded by a lush garden; Flowers, trees, and fruits delight the beholder, unaware of the painful shadows of the past that bear their weight above it, nor of the spectra of love that tries to encircle the altar of her heart, without heeding it. Will she leave the palace with the same dreams that she entered it with, or will experience knead her with water of regret?