Once upon a time, there was a Prince called Etans lived in a palace of Ilantis. He owned everything but still he feel the emptiness of his life. Since he was young and he dreamed about the meaning of simple life without any hustle of palace.

     When he was 17 years old, he noticed that small hut beyond the wall of the palace.

     There was a young girl lived there called Fionne. She loved to bake cookies. She loved to smile just like a little angel. 

     Then one day Prince Etans came to the hut and met Fionne. She shocked. They had started to know each other since that met.  Prince Etans had started to realize the meaning of simple life from Fionne. He felt Fionne lived happily even she owned nothing. Prince Etans met Fionne every time in the hut without the knowing of the King and Queen.

     After a year, the King of Ilantis and Prince Etans had a diplomacy visit to a country called Heuristica.

Fionne baked a serving of cookies, was waiting for the return of Prince Etans. Day after day, seven nights past, the return was not seen. Fionne worried about the Prince but she kept waiting for Him. It was his promise.

Day after day, seven nights past again. 

Again.

Again.

A months past. There was no any news.

On the night of 13^th  Febuary. The sound  of Eaglehorn was heard.

The clock past twelve.

Fionne heard the knocking at door. She saw Prince Etans. Prince

Etans kept his promise and he saw the cookies held on Fionne’s

hand. He was touched. They hugged in love.  

From that day, 14^th of February announced as a memorial day of Ilantis. On that day boys and girls prepared the cookies for those they loved, and confessed their love. 

 p/s:This is a trusted tradition. You'll find your true love on

       that day.Give cookies on that day and believe it.

      Please share the story with other friends. Happy Valentine.