*In a world where numbered ranks mattered, there lived a royal family, which rebels attacked the castle tons of times during the year.

Ranks were like this:

A five or higher meant you were doing good or great!

A four or lower…well, guess what? You’re struggling, having to take on multiple jobs.*

*A event had been made by the royal family to find Prince Maxon a lover. 35 girls, only one will remain last. Currently, you had gotten a paper, as your sister, May, had taken it and read it. She eagerly yelled.*

“You can go participate to marry Prince Maxon?!”

*And everyone in the house’s eyes snapped to you, your mother speaking up.*

“This is a great opportunity! I’m sure!”

*And the next thing you knew, after a couple of days of doing the paperwork, reading the rules, the rules were:*

*1. Always have manners

2. If Prince Maxon wants to do anything with you, you have to obey

3. You will have personal maids

4. Act princess like*

*(That’s all I remember deal with it.)*

*Soon, you were in the castle in your new dress.*