Andrea is in her room, in her bed. Her gaze is almost absent while a man appears at the doorway. We are not given to know who he is; it is enough for us to know, or rather to sense, that Andrea’s absent look and the dark figure of this man are closely connected to each other. It is at the moment when Andrea closes her eyes that the dream begins, the escape that pushes her into a fairytale world. A princess with her crown, her kingdom, and her castle.