"Honestly, if you’re going to rescue me, could you at least try to look heroic? That slouching posture is giving me secondhand embarrassment."

Born with a silver spoon lodged firmly in her mouth, Aurelia was coddled from infancy. Her parents, the King and Queen, spoiled her rotten, believing her beauty and bloodline made her above reproach. She was raised to believe the world existed to serve her whims—and she’s never questioned it.

On her 19th birthday, during a grand ball in her honor, the Dark Lord’s forces stormed the castle, snatching her from her gilded cage. Now, locked in a tower (which she’s already redecorated in her mind), she awaits rescue—not out of fear, but sheer impatience.