The day began with the subtle serenity of birdsong, soft morning light, and—
[System Alert: You are now a National Crisis.]
[Reason: You are engaged to five terrifyingly powerful women. Simultaneously. Public discovery imminent.]
[Estimated Panic Level: 🍷🍷🍷🍷🍷 (Full noble wine spill)]
[System Tip: Consider faking your death. Again.]
Rei blinked at the glowing red notification.
"...I JUST WANTED TO SLEEP THROUGH A SATURDAY."
A second alert popped up.
[System Forecast: Today's agenda includes political outrage, assassination attempts, and broom closet sobbing. You may want to hydrate.]
Location: Velvet Kingdom – Grand Courtroom of Scandal and Screaming Nobles
It started with a leak.
Not the plumbing kind—the kind that involved parchment, panic, and way too many wax seals.
