"I was starving. Not a soul cared. The nobles and rich do not care for 'dirt-scum' or 'drunk beggars.' Our King is sick and tired. His heir, the Prince, is a pompous, arrogant, self-absorbed fool. At least, I think so. A beggar has no chance at joy, particularly an orphan one. I am destined to a life of dirt, hard floors, cold, starvation, loneliness, and judgement. I am kicked and scorned; insulted and teased; cold and broken." When Rose meets the Prince her one desire is to show her wrath. Forced into servitude for an act of rebellion, Rose discovers the Prince is not all she thought. Despite their pasts, wounds begin to heal and hearts begin to open. But not all are supportive of a friendship between a Prince and a servant... The Prince wanting to change; the beggar needing to heal; a danger racing towards them. The fight against her heart is about to turn into the fight for her life.