A Royal Mismatch: The Trouble with Prince Charming
(*No Rape*) Bringing to you from the Series of The Queens' Trilogy; A Royal Mismatch. From Royal Reject to Accidental Crown Princess: A Marriage of Convenience Gone Wrong . Every girl dreams of being born a princess, right? Not Oriana. Sitting on a little stool, waited on by hand and foot? No thanks. Freedom, adventure anything but the stifling expectations of royalty is what she craves. In fact, she'd rather be scaling the castle walls tonight than attending a stuffy soiree. Luckily, she wasn't born to be the crown princess. In fact, she is the bane of etiquette tutors and the kingdom's resident "bad egg." But fate, it seems, has a wicked sense of humor. Duty throws Oriana into a political marriage with the infamous Crown Prince Adric of Avon. A notorious playboy known for his scandalous lifestyle and disregard for courtly decorum, Adric seems like the perfect escape hatch from her suffocating expectations. Adric, on the other hand, couldn't care less who he marries. His reputation precedes him; a notorious playboy who thrives on defying expectations. But when the fiery Oriana crashes into his world of calculated indifference, sparks fly. Will this forced union ignite a royal scandal of epic proportions or blossom into an unexpected love that challenges the very foundations of their kingdom? Other works of this author; 1. Kitanna from the series of Queens'Trilogy. 2. The Hitman's Sunshine.
SWEET BROTHER IN-LAW
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Oriana walked outside the inn, with tears lingering in her eyes. It wasn't every day she fully remembered her grandmother and the times they spent together. Today she just missed the woman this much.
"Nana.." she muttered to herself, walking aimlessly to the side of the inn where nobody would find her. Oriana sat on the grass and sobbed softly. Was she really destined to become a shame? Was she not supposed to be born? Was she not normal? All these questions she asked herself but found no answer.
"I'm still waiting to see you tomorrow, Nana... I lost the only gift you gave me." She muttered to herself as the tears moved down freely on her pale face.
"Princess Oriana?" The voice of Madame Rosalie was heard from behind.
Oriana quickly dried her tears and placed a smile on her lips before turning to face the woman. "Madame Rosalie," she waved, standing up to dust off the grass on her dress.