My dorm room at Mythos Academy had never felt smaller than it did right now. What should have been a peaceful first day back from winter break had quickly devolved into a situation that tested both my patience and my ability to remain diplomatically neutral in the face of overwhelming feminine attention.
Two princesses, both blonde and both radiating barely contained possessiveness, had claimed my arms the moment they'd arrived at my room. Their contrasting personalities were on full display as they glared at each other across my chest with eyes that perfectly matched their opposing natures.
Rachel Creighton, princess of the Northern Continent and the future Saintess of the world, pressed against my right arm with an innocence that was entirely feigned. Her deep blue eyes held a dreamy, almost intoxicated expression as she rubbed her cheek against my shoulder, making full use of her... considerable natural advantages to maintain her grip on my arm.
