*Liam*

After we re-entered the ballroom, Loral swayed her way over to say good night to my parents. Judging by the expressions on Mother and Father’s faces, they really like the princess of Avealon.

I narrowed my eyes.

Most men would feel privileged and fortunate to take Loral Throne’s hands and eventually become the ruler of her wealthy country—the most powerful country, to be precise.

But not me.

I watched people fawn and gush all ...