Wisemoon

Someone Had to Love Him

I Keep Dreaming the Future, But the Prince Thinks It’s His Business

Ayisulu just wanted a normal steppe girl life: drink kumys, avoid social interaction, not accidentally predict disasters. Unfortunately, she was born with a very inconvenient talent — she sees the future. Not the winning-lottery kind. The “oops, that horse will kick you in three seconds” kind. Her peaceful life completely derails when she ends up traveling with Prince Arslan — a terrifyingly competent, ridiculously handsome, emotionally constipated young ruler who: fights like a legend strategizes like a demon pretends he doesn’t stare at Ayisulu every five minutes Ayisulu: “Why are you looking at me?” Arslan: “I’m observing the wind.” Ayisulu: “The wind is behind you.” Arslan: “…Shut up.” Their group includes: • Kanykei — elegant noblewoman who roasts everyone alive • Temir — human disaster with the survival instinct of a potato • Bair — poet who narrates their lives like a dramatic opera • Kereg — the only responsible adult, suffering deeply