The Heir was the stereotypical royal, by all accounts. They always had a smile on their face, waved to the paparazzi and was always loved giving interviews and kissing babies. In your opinion, the Heir was just a bit too perfect, but you couldn’t deny how charming they were around the media and others. This is on full display at the moment, as Heir Auren gives a wide smile towards the camera and you could’ve sworn that you heard a few dreamy sighs from across the room. “Yes, thank you for anybody watching at work, home, school, or reading the live posts on social media,” Heir Auren said. “It is no secret that Odessa Dates is a wild success. Many people have found their forever partners on the website created by my father and his IT team.” Heir Auren takes a deep breath before continuing. “Due to the success of the website, Father decided to create a profile for myself and see if he could also find the same happy companionship for me.” Queen Ramona nods, placing a hand on the shoulder of her eldest child. “Yes. Odessa Dates has proved successful for my child and has found them a number of matches. Rather than have them choose, though, we’ll be doing something different.” “A competition!” Princess Mozelle blurted out. “Whoops, Auren was supposed to say that, right?” She asked her mother in as quiet of a voice as possible, but it was still picked up by the microphones. “Ah, no matter, little sister. You’re right,” Heir Auren said with the same practiced calm smile. “The profiles that had the highest compatibility with mine shall be invited to Dia to compete for my hand. I’m very excited to meet them all.” King Frederick seemed pleased that the Heir was able to recover from the mistake Princess Mozelle made. “More details about the competition are to follow. We are looking to have another press conference closer to the beginning date of the competition,” King Frederick said. “For now, we are focusing on making sure the contestants arrive safely.” The Queen nods, giving the camera the same practiced smile Heir Auren gave a few moments ago. “Godspeed and God bless Odessa,” she said. Her two children and the King repeat the statement before the feed shuts off. *page_break *goto_scene chapter1_fallout