The Caprian Prince

I have no desire to marry for the sake of the crown. So when my father arranged a betrothal, I begged him to allow me to choose a bride instead. He agreed under his conditions. I am to choose a suitable bride—meaning, royalty, or nobility—no plebeian. And as King stuck in his old ways, he also gets to choose candidates as my possible bride-to-be. So before my coronation draws near, my friends decided to get me out of Capria and take a trip to New York for my bachelor party, if you will. It'...