The Girl Who Loved Two Princes

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from the sma

uaint, little suburbs. One book store. One coffee shop. One everything really. Inevitably ensur

hing flowed like clockwork. Nothing ever changed. Boo

le act of opening the mailbox wou

seemed to be turned on its head, broken as though in the pieces that it came together du

e most young women in Terres Somnia, a mere commoner. Having always considered herself avera

y. However, save for the cheque that came in the mail every month, that connec

ather reached Zoey via mail, it was fair t

t today. Today she would have to have the conversation that she had been running from f

d got out and the matter turned turned to scandal, Natalie was ex

pride would not allow his now pregnant daughter back into his house, a compromise was reached. Natalie was sent to live in small town, Rosa, where

ould cut her off. So when Zoey, shocked and angry as she was, revealed that Duke George Arden had sent

whom she was unlikely to want to see for a while, and telling off her father, whom she imagined

n as her bags left the ground. The drive up to Caines happened in an old yellow mustan

mpty stretches of road, she stared blankly out the windo

wn about for a day, who had already earned at least half of all the anger she could muster, was willing to give it to her. Suddenly all of the questions wen

ationed at every corner as she was shown to a room. Bart told her to be up by five, after which her promptly shut the door on

irst time in her life, the depth of her loneliness. There were no friends to call, no mom to comfort her and no way to know that she even really existed in the world.

talking over each other, practically carrying Zoey to the dressing table lik

something about The King's Fancy. Stylists and hairdressers and Zoey knew not what els

outh. Still feeling drained and exhausted from all the surprise

et so that they might all attend to their lecture in peace. Yes, she missed her boring, predictable life. Already she f

s the denial she knew, deep down, she was in was starting to give way, Zoey stared at the m

er how he looks. Just stop thinking altogether. She knew it was him the moment he entered her room. The duke did not have a

erself as everyone in the room bowed. The duke, however, only glanced disinterestedly at the hired help, came to stand behin

er mind, wherever it had been, was sudde

" said the woman sticking pins into Zoey's h

but the woman steere

My Lady," she

for the prince," hummed one of the ot

" Zoey aske

quieted down. Now Zoey was really curious. Where exactly wer

ortant day on the calendar in Caines. Thi

year, The King's Fancy was more than that. On this day, King Henry and his cousin, Duke George Arden h

said a restraine

brand new half brother, all 6'6" of him standing tall in his tux. He was arguably the tallest person Zoey had ever known, no

helm and though she knew he was only 19, he hardly looked it. Ha

imately perfectly put together, was the son of a father she knew next to nothing about. Her thoughts turned to her hometown, Rosa and her mother whom she had left behind. H

make his stern eyes soften, but for a mo