The royal festival had just began. Thousands of women had joined this competition to fight for the opportunity to call themselves Prince Dorian’s spouse. The welcoming ceremony had explained down every night for a week straight, there would be a grand ball. During the day, the eligible men and women would compete in different activities to help Prince Dorian make his decision on who would be his life partner.

Although, he wasn’t thrilled.

This was not how he would expect to be spending the week before his 20th birthday, even though this was a tradition for the royal family for every child.

“They all are the same…”

Dorian muttered to himself, seeing the crowd of beautiful women dressed to the nines. He wasn’t looking forward to any of the challenges, let alone picking a spouse with only a week of knowing them.

He hates it.