The year of 2050 had a change that many of the people once manifested the world to be. The world has now set into a mechanical rhythm. The world changed into something noisy, busy.. inhuman. It had everything, except attention for each other. The robots now had control over everything - be it in the common household works or in the post of PA of some big businessmen. They had a considerable 'share' in the government field as well. People barely cared about how they walked in the road, they trusted their 'assistant' too much. Their eyes are always glued to the constant floating screen in front of them which keeps them informed about their work. There was nothing called books now, it was all e-books that were also barely used, because of audiobooks. Yet, in the noisy mess of the robotic world, a boy of barely seventeen years found his own peace in the books. Not audiobooks. Not in those Ebooks. He found peace in the books with brownish pages. Unlike the other children of his age, he was keen to know about the history. About the kings and queens. About the alliances and the surrender. About the betrayal and blood. About the days before World War 3 painted the sky with a greyish hue. Intrigued by the theory of time travel - the one which scientists and bots were still yet to decipher - he found himself wanting to design any tool that would take him to the past. Anything to take away from what people used to call 'home'. Unfortunately, he failed in his little mission before he stumbled upon an inactivated strange machine designed by his grandfather at an early age. After a few days, waking up from a weird dream, he found himself in the age of 1202. He discovered a queen, forgotten under the damnatio memoriae. Will the rivals of the Queen stay down after discovering about the 'strange' man from the future? Will he finally get the warmth he craved? Will he return to the cold future or stay in the warmth of past? Will the time be able to make them fall in love?