Hester Flanders went to the ball for the food. She didn't expect a prince to follow her home.
If there's one rule Hester learned during her country upbringing, it's never accept a gift: that's how the Folk get you. Although she's left her farm behind, she can't leave her superstitions. She's looking for loopholes, and the king's annual Commoners Ball seems like the perfect way to get a free meal that's not technically a gift—and it would have been, too, except a pesky prince took a shine to her.
Inglebert Lucas Chesingwick isn't just the crown prince: he's also practical, responsible, and very annoyed to see his younger brother causing a scene by flirting with a peasant at the ball. He can separate them for one night, but his mischievous brother is determined to see the poor girl again. And again. And for some reason, Lucas keeps running into her, too. If only there was some way he could help her . . .
The princes might mean well, but Hester knows better than to accept favors from anyone, even royalty—even if it's cheese—and even if saying no breaks her heart. After all, just because the Folk have never been seen in the city doesn't mean they're not around . . .
