I’m the heir to the throne.
According to custom, I’ll pick my bride during a festival.
A festival where women compete for my attention.
Seriously, how outdated.
Besides, all I can think about is the girl I’ve been talking to online, anonymously.
The one who disclosed all of her dirty little secrets to me.
She just sent me a new message.
She’s been chosen for the festival.
Now all I have to do is figure out which one she is.
She’ll have to spend two whole days and nights with me. It’s the official trial period.
Then I’m gone. Right?