By accepting flowers from a stranger on March 8, make sure it’s not “just because”! I ended up in the body of an heiress princess—during the flight to the station, an assassination attempt was made on her.
I must survive and prove that I can govern an entire planet. Only how? Should I urgently hire helpers and experienced advisers? Or trust my heart and buy cute little kittens—slaves, in whose eyes I see silent adoration…
But they won’t protect me or save the throne. So I need to choose urgently: the planet or the kittens?
One kitten for every lonely girl on March 8. And better—two!