With the sun high in the sky and a hush falling over the crowd, the moment had arrived. The most anticipated event of the year was finally here - the time to select our potential husbands.
Tension and excitement buzzed through the air as we waited for our turn to make this life-altering decision. The colorful tents and banners that lined the festival grounds added to the festive atmosphere, but all eyes were on the stage where our future partners awaited us. It was a moment filled with hope, fear, and endless possibilities.
The grand, velvety curtains were drawn back to reveal ten breathtaking princes seated upon their thrones.
Well...nine gorgeously chiseled princes and…
Cereous Vasil.
My gaze immediately fixated on Rodrigo, who sat confidently on the first throne with a smug smile
