Being a rare shifter in a world split between magic and non-magic is hard. Being a rare shifter with a bad case of anxiety? Even more so! So when you meet your partner, who just so happened to be a 500 year old vampire king, You began feeling pretty good about yourself. After all, you have to be doing something right to land the king of one of the most influential clans in Dahlia.

So when out of the blue, William announces you would be having what was essentially a debutante ball, "To formally integrate you into the upper class of empowered society", he said, well you were less than thrilled. Especially when you took a look at the guest list and saw it was extensive.

So now here you were, at a dress shop, looking for the right dress. It had to be white apparently, which lead you to think you were better off looking at wedding dresses and just trying to pass that off as a debutante ballgown. ...Then again, these were old blood vampires. They'd probably be able to tell.