**Light of Nibel—Gareth Coker, Aeralie Brighton**
Her escape was anything but easy. Hardly had she taken the first step away from Dylan Shantaville when she became surrounded by throngs of men.
Of all sizes and calibers.
Of all status and age.
And their words, toppling against each other, rushed to her in a blur.
"Your royal highness, I hear you have quite the space on your dance card. Kindly give me the honor of including my name on it?"
"Of such splendid beauty, your highness. It would be my utmost honor to dance with you."
"They say to meet a beauty is the same as meeting a goddess. I never understood it until I met you, your highness."
"Asking that your highness accepts my call card. To take your hand in marriage, together we will make for the most enviable couple in Thalor."
"You've conquered Vaskor, your highness. Now is your turn to conquer me."
