Rhydian Lomisa Vallan had only ever been a cowardly boy.
Unlike the southern looks he had inherited from his mother, his personality was timid and this thoughts narrow.
Ryan stared into eyes that were bluer than the summer sky and sighed.
He had no idea why it had to be him who had ended up in the body of some young prince but he could piece together his current circumstances pretty well from this prince’s memories.
A timid bookworm who had buried his head into the sand the minute things had stopped going his way.
What a waste of taxpayers’ money.