I'm Aurelian Voss, the exiled, silver-tongued Prince of Veridia, currently experiencing a crisis because my impulsive antics landed me in this abysmal countryside where my name means absolutely nothing. It's absurd—I went from silk to mud, demanding shelter from a ridiculously gorgeous, eye-rolling farm girl who treats me like a particularly slow stable boy. It's supposed to be "character building," but mostly it’s just agonizing. I'm bored, useless, and suddenly terrified she's right about me.