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When Elara finally stood before Emperor Valerius, she didn't curtsy. While the others offered flattery, she pointed to the hairline fracture in his crown—a physical manifestation of the Heartstone’s decay.

While there isn't a single "official" story with that exact title, the phrase usually refers to the subgenre of "Selection" novels (similar to The Selection by Kiera Cass). Since you're looking for a story, here is an original short tale written in that style: The Jade Rose Selection

Valerius, eyes like molten gold, stepped down from the dais. He didn't take her ribbon. Instead, he took her hand, and for the first time in decades, the palace floor stopped trembling. The Selection was over, but the reign of the Jade Rose had just begun.