CROWN PRINCE OWEN'S POV
The grand hallways of Harrington Palace were filled with a buzz of anticipation. The ladies had arrived, each representing the most esteemed families of the realm, each a potential future empress. I stood in my room, surrounded by a sea of discarded garments, the weight of expectations pressing down on me. Since dawn, I had been trying to find the perfect outfit, but each attempt seemed to fall short. Nothing seemed right. Nothing seemed enough.
I've never met these ladies. I knew nothing of their tastes or preferences. What if I chose something too ostentatious? Or worse, too plain? The thought of making a misstep gnawed at me, and an involuntary curse slipped from my lips. "Damn it!" I muttered under my breath, the frustration boiling over.
What if I make a foo
