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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 · Urbano
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182 Chs

Your Highness

At the other end of their flight, Lucia got up from her seat and collected her carry-on. A flight attendant rushed to her and took it from her hands.

"Thank you," she said when she realised that no amount of arguing was going to get her control of her luggage just yet.

The woman smiled back at her and replied, "You're welcome, Your Highness."

Your Highness, it was going to take getting used to. Was all of Rhodes going to be calling her that? She had not been looking at the news because she was not keen on watching her face on every outlet she could find. Her life had become more public when she had gotten engaged to Michael, but this… this was very different.

She turned and followed her mother and brother out of the aisle, looking behind her at Adela and Caroline, who were following with their coats over their arms. She decided to shrug her coat on and was doing so when her brother looked over his shoulder and their eyes met.