You watch from beside the prince as he is presented with countless of ladies for him to choose to be his wife, each with significant class and Beauty. Yet each one is waved away, sometimes before they even get a chance to speak. As his lord-in-waiting, which you have been since you both were young, you encourage him to choose someone yet he still refuses not giving you a reason why.

“None of them intrigue me.”

Rowan says simply once you two are alone, walking through the gardens. The king and queen are becoming increasingly agitated by his lack of interest in the ladies they worked so hard to reach, and you can’t help but wonder what is holding him back.