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.
BRUISED EGO
Oriana paced back and forth inside her room; Sophie was a variable she hadn't considered when her feelings for Adric started growing. She stopped walking, raising her brows. But didn't even know when she started feeling this way for Adric. So, it wasn't her fault either.
"And where is Freya?" Oriana finally stopped thinking about Sophie. She remembered she hadn't seen the girl since she returned from the hunt. She left her room and went to Freya's room, which was in the servants' quarters. Maids stopped to bow when they saw the princess and waited for her to pass before going their way.
Oriana got to the last door she assumed to be Freya's room and pushed it open, but it was another maid in there.
"Princess," the maid quickly stood up from her bed and bowed.
Oriana waved, "What about Freya, my personal maid? Is this not her room?" she asked, looking behind the maid to see if Freya was there.