It must be a dream. It has to be. Well, at least that's what Alana thinks. Being reaped the first time she was present at the reaping? Seems a little bit too cliché, even for me. Getting to live the glorious life as a graceful princess with a kind, handsome prince by her side? Ehh, you wish. The Prince was anything but the definition of nice, he was rather the opposite. But not 'I will slit your throat and burn you alive' opposite. He was the most expressionless, coldest person on the planet. Colder than Captain America under the sea. With these abrupt changes in her lifestyle, will she be able to adjust in this kind of environment and win the heart of her betrothed? Or will she- well, I think you've read enough fanfics to know where this is going.