Marry first, love later!
Ivory thought she'd never have to face an arranged marriage. She also never thought she'd marry a random man from a convenient store either—but it sure was convenient to have a husband.
HEAR YE! HEAR YE!
By order of the Royal Palace, King Herold proudly proclaims that his daughter, Princess Ivory Carnelian, has decided to seek out a husband!
In celebration, His Majesty requests the presence of eligible bachelors across the land at the royal ball on this coming new moon.
Anyone who considers himself a perfect candidate for Her Highness’ hand is welcome to woo her on this blessed night. The man to win her heart shall become the kingdom's prince consort!
To those who dare try, may the light of the stars find you worthy of this honor!
=====
Ivory woke up with a gasp, sitting up. The book she was reading fell off her bed. She sighed in relief. "What a nightmare."
She shook her head and lied back down, relieved that it was only a story.
Or so she thought.
*Disclaimer: This is mostly for fun.