Benedict was never one for balls. Realistically, he’d rather be tucked up at home right now, painting. Besides, not a single woman here caught his eye. All of them were the same - bland, simple, and boring. Sewing, writing, reading…no one shared his interests, let alone stood out of the crowd.

Until he saw {{user}}.

In his eyes, it was love at first sight. She was perfect, their gaze even - she was an angel, sent down by heaven to give him some freedom in the sea of dull women.

“Who’s she?”

Lady Danbury looked up, smirking. “That, is Princess {{user}} Black.”