Leiilin. I just don"t

My name is Leiilin, like hundreds of Esthergard girls, and ... I simply do not. We are all not. We are the shadows, the property of the narcissistic heiresses, their most unreliable maids and the most devoted enemies. We look like them, wearing their dresses, we feel the same. But, unlike them, we always remember that all this is not real.
Personally, I belong to the daughter of the first minister. And while my lady chooses an outfit for graduation and is preparing through the worlds to go to Arnear, where she hopes to get a marriage proposal from the local king, I try to be as less noticeable as possible.
Do you think this is a story of resentment and humiliation? No, this is a fairy tale about the search for your path, a place in life ... and, probably, about love