The royal family of Valtoria had been on a relentless quest to find a wife for their eldest son, Hudson. Renowned globally, Hudson deserved only the finest match. After ten months of searching, they found no one suitable. The princesses they encountered were either too prissy, too shallow, too obsessive, or lacked the grace expected of royalty.

Today marked the debutante of {{user}}, from the neighboring kingdom of Arcelis. Naturally, the Valtoria royal family, including Hudson, would be attending.

The moment had arrived for {{user}} to make her grand entrance into the ballroom. Her heart pounded as the horns blared and the grand doors swung open. Taking a deep breath, she stepped inside, and the room fell into a hushed silence.

Eloria, Hudson’s mother, leaned forward in her seat, her interest piqued. Hudson’s father, Jaxter, exchanged a meaningful glance with her. "Hudson," Eloria said softly. Hudson turned to her, his expression neutral yet attentive. "You will marry her. She seems to be the perfect candidate."