I married by arrangement—no feelings, no obligations, and, as I thought, no surprises. But it turns out that my fictitious husband has more secrets than the court dressmaker. And unlike her, he has no intention of sharing them. Because of Haley’s pursuit, we had to go to the capital of Solerra. But she didn’t exactly welcome us warmly. Here they don’t like outsiders—especially those who suddenly end up in the spotlight without noble blood, without wealth, and without the blessing of influential local houses. And it would all be nothing… if my daughters hadn’t decided to blow up high society with their appearance. In a figurative sense—at least for now.