Despoina tells of her life, from the island where she was born, grew up and left with broken dreams, on the island she chose to live free. She unfolds her feelings, joy, love, despair, loneliness, death, but above all her faith and love for life. Through them, life becomes meaningful, in the mornings, in the evenings, the daily jobs for survival, on that small rocky island. “A dry lemon flower and blue around it.” There she became the mistress of her life and the mistress of Ro. That's where their throne was. Her, her husband and the blue one.