Aurelia has lived as a commoner, become betrothed to a nobleman's illegitimate son, and now finds herself carrying three impossible identities at once: servant, noblewoman, and king. As she moves between these worlds, the life she once hoped for collides with the power she never expected to hold.
In New Vale, gentlemen are free to be whoever they want, but not proper ladies. A lady must keep a 17-inch waist, weigh no more than 90 pounds. You cannot laugh loud, frown, or show any desire. But I never play by their rules.
You never need this selection. Why are you here? Everyone climbs for power at the ball. I am no different. I don't want you choosing anyone else. Aurelia, I'm in love with you. Give me a So sincere. Then wait for your dance invitation tonight.
I will, Aurelia. Look, that's my car. She left me stranded outside town and came here alone. Seems my little pet is using this ball to find a new backer. Aurelia is mine. Don't even dream about her. I won't let her run away again.
Don't be so dominating, Sven. You already have a fiancée. Why keep clinging to her? You refuse to marry her, but I would take her in a heartbeat. I'm this handsome. She must have missed on purpose.