Chapter 1 July 7 1446

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Today is the last day I, Genevieve Anders be living in London. Tomorrow me, my lady's in waiting, and my best friend Violet will be on our way to France. My mama is the Queen of England. My sister is the heir to the throne. Honestly she is full of her self. Although Maria is older, she believes the she is in the spotlight. Maria was originally supposed to go to France. To marry. But the king chose me instead, I will marry his son. Prince Samuel. Yet I am afraid. I only know his mother, my ladies in waiting, and Violet. As my maid Cecilia packed my bags constantly asking me which dresses I require on the trip there and back.

Moments later Violet comes walking faster than normal. She never walks fast. She comes crying into the room. Walking right into my arms saying her Father was sick in bed. She sat down. Slowly, she raised her head. Wiped her tears, and spoke again. " Genevieve, My father is in bed... He is sick." Violet is usually a ver tough and strong girl. But when it comes to family, she will crack at the sight of a fever. She began to explain to me that her Father will not live for very much longer. "Genevieve. He want's me to go tomorrow. But i'm afraid of leaving him. Alone. Without Mother." Violet said slowly. I could tell she was having second thoughts about coming with me. As I sat down beside her I explained to her that tomorrow is not the last day the France is here. That she doesn't need to come with me. She can meet me there. She nodded slowly and sadly. I walked her back down the hallway, down the stairs, and to her carriage. She road away. While I stood in my dress. No shoes. Crying.

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