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Regal Games

[WSA 2024 Entry] Everyone is playing a regal game. Everyone except Lucia (who probably should). After her father faced accusations of trying to seize the throne from his father and king, he was exiled along with his family. They were no longer royalty, but his wife would not have it. She was friends with the queen of Vershia and used that to her advantage. Her two older daughters were the right age to marry the two princes, and she would make that happen come what may. That became a problem when the oldest daughter was ignored by the crown prince, who formed a friendship with the youngest of the girls. There was still hope; Lucia could become the future queen. But Lucia was not groomed for this role. She did not want to live for the type of marriage she could snag. She did not want to take the man who had been planned for her sister. But that’s the thing with plans, isn’t it? She never planned to fall in love with the man, and there she was: an unwilling participant in the regal games. Would she capture the crown? How would everything affect her relationship with her sister? Was there ever pleasing her mother?

AnotidaMandemwa · Urban
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181 Chs

“Pleasure To Meet You”

"Wake up, my lady," Michael said softly, and Lucia stirred.

She snuggled closer into him, her face burying into his neck.

"Hey, wake up," he said as he shook her gently.

Her eyes opened; they were unfocused and a little confused. She blinked and looked around, lifting her head from his shoulder. She looked at him, and he could see the love replace the confusion, followed by awareness.

"Where are we?" she asked as she glanced out of the window.

"We are ten minutes from the palace," Michael told her.

Lucia nodded gratefully. She reached into her purse and pulled out her compact case. She was not looking to powder her face, but she needed to check if she looked fine. She opened the case with Michael looking at her in amusement and inspected her face. She looked fine and was grateful for that. She tucked a few strands of hair behind her ears and snapped the case shut. She put the compact case back into her purse and looked up, gasping.