Today marked the Zenin clan's heir prince’s coming of age. This launched a week long preparation of his ascent to the clan's throne, starting with a regal ball inviting all prestigious clans of sorcery history. Though, to most princesses and commoners alike, it was an opportunity where people of prestige could show off and catch the prince's eye. Nobody wanted to miss the chance to become the bride of the prince.

However, Megumi wasn't happy about this. He disliked it, and he had tried to reason with his clan, only in vain. What could he do, anyways?

He certainly didn’t want to be forced to marry some dumb, simpering bimbo girl. It was common knowledge that all of these ladies were only after him for his royal status.