Being the underage Queen of Rhitania means: Always hiding your face—so no one can jinx you. - Performing endless rituals—so the gods might bless your kingdom with a booming tourist flow and affordable amulets. - And of course, being queen also means…secretly plotting your escape. Because you’re tired of the endless arguments with the Council of Sages: “Your Majesty, a queen must not ride a skateboard, hang out on social media, or answer foreign ambassadors with freestyle rap.” But if you sell a few “unnecessary” items from the royal treasury, you could save enough to run away abroad and finally live a normal life. Study, make friends, fall in love with someone smart, funny, and absolutely wonderful. Nobody would recognize you anyway—that’s the one good thing about this cursed veil! Everything is ready for your big escape…until he shows up. A pirate descendant with a criminal family tree, a genius brain, and a grin that makes you forget every plan you ever had. So there you sit, in your royal bedroom, thinking: “Dear gods…seriously?” And the gods answer your prayer. You didn’t want to be queen? Fine! Then you’ll be overthrown. And hunted. And the boy you’re falling for will be accused of it all.