My fiancé hates me.

Seven long years we have been engaged.

Ive completely failed to win him over. Despite being as perfect a vessel-to-be as I can manage.

Men of our station do not marry for love. I dont dare to dream of that.

I do wish the man who will take my body, to take my magic, could at least bear to be in my presence.

Count Felford is young, handsome. Progressive. Everything I could hope for in a husband.

If only I could figure out how to be what he desires.

Instead, it seems Im destined for an unhappy marriage.

Imagine how much worse it will be if he discovers my secrets?

The fact I like to wear dresses and lingerie is bad enough, but my other secret?

That one could change our world forever.