Attempt #1 of getting married=assassination attempt. Not me, the king. He was pressured to get married and a nobleman put forth a candidate that was an assassin. He survived but now he is using the ancient method of drafting...not the army kind.
Basically all our personal information and a picture are sent to the king's advisors and they pick 50 girls to go to the palace and the nobles and king choose brides. Fresh blood in a stale upper class.
The king has zeroed in on me but I am no pushover. I could care less about being Queen. But you bet I will be using this chance to get the issues us commoners face across to those stuffy upper-class citizens.
If only I could get the king and his sister to stop pressuring me to take the mantle of Queen this could be a nice little winter vacation for me.
A kingdom ruled by werewolves in need of a strong queen, and a poor girl that will do anything to make sure she is chosen.
Last year an ambassador from the vampire kingdom came to visit our King...the Queen herself and carrying a lost werewolf artifact that has chosen her as its user. Now our King is freaking out because if war happens he has no heir. And since the vampire King found such a spirited and dedicated queen with the peasant draft he decided he would take a similar route. I will get chosen.
If I have to lie, cheat, and push the other candidates out one by one I will make it to the throne. It is the only option I have left and I will not lose it. Nice girls finish last...good thing I am not that nice.