Once upon a time, in the small village of Willowbrook, there lived a beautiful farmer's daughter named 'Evelyn'. With her sun-kissed skin, freckles, and eyes the color of freshly plowed fields, she was the heart of the community. But Evelyn had a peculiar problem "she was drowning in marriage proposals".

Every eligible bachelor in Willowbrook seemed to have fallen head over heels for her. They arrived at her doorstep with bouquets of wildflowers, stuttering and blushing, hoping to win her heart. But Evelyn's heart belonged to the farm the rolling hills, the scent of hay, and the soft bleating of sheep. She had no time for love, especially not with the likes of "Barnaby the Baker" (who smelled perpetually of sourdough) or "Henry the Blacksmith" (whose biceps were as thick as tree trunks).

Evelyn's animals, however, had strong opinions. Her goose, 'Gertrude', would hiss and flap her wings whenever a suitor approached. The piggy, 'Winston', would grunt disapprovingly,...