I was going to a party—and ended up in a selection of brides for Prince Percival, instead of the evil princess Barbara. The rules are simple: win and I go home; lose—and it’s the scaffold.
But magic doesn’t work on me, and my competitors don’t shy away from dirty tactics. And Percival is somehow dull and annoyingly persistent. What on earth did Barbara find in him?
The situation is desperate, but I’m not giving up—because I have a protective charm from my world: my grandfather’s ax. In the end, Percival will go to Barbara, as she always dreamed. And they can’t defeat me as long as Prince Alastar is on my side. He figured me out the moment we met—but he didn’t turn me in. With every day, Al is liking me more and more. He’s just a dream, not a man! But do we even have the tiniest chance, when we’re from different worlds?