BETHRONED TO THE PRINCE

CHAPTER ONE

CLARA ROSEWOOD P.O.V🤍

The sun streamed through the window, waking me from a peaceful sleep. But it wasn't just the light that made me feel so happy and excited. I couldn't wait to greet Prince Oliver, who was returning from the city after so many years away. I had missed him terribly, and the thought of seeing him again filled me with joy. My heart pounded in my chest as I got dressed and prepared to head to the palace. The King had sent a messenger the night before, asking me to be there to welcome Prince Oliver home.

I stood in front of the mirror, taking a deep breath. I was nervous and excited. Would Prince Oliver remember me? Would he still see me as the scrawny, shy girl I had been when he left? I had grown so much since then. I was no longer the timid girl I had been.

I was an intelligent, beautiful young woman with a bright future ahead of me. But would he see that? As I adjusted my dress, I couldn't help but feel a sense of worry. What if he didn't recognize me? What if he rejected me? What if my dreams of a future with him were all

My name is Clara Rosewood I a beautiful young woman. At 24, I am well-curved and slender, with flowing dark hair and piercing green eyes. I was beloved by all who knew me in my village, My biggest dream was to become a lawyer.

But life had thrown me into a curveball. Due to financial difficulties, I had been forced to put my education on hold. I lived with my widowed mother, who had done everything for me . I never knew my father, who had died before I was born. Despite all of this, I held onto my dreams, knowing that one day I would make them come true. This was only the beginning of my story - there was so much more to come.

"Clara! Clara!" Abigail called out.

"Yes, mother?"

"Don't forget that Prince Oliver will be arriving today," Abigail said. "You don't want to miss his arrival, do you?"

"I'll be right down!" I called back, hurrying to get ready. I stood in front of the mirror, taking a quick look at my reflection. My hair had grown so long, cascading down my back. I  gathered it up into a simple, elegant style. I  didn't need much makeup to look beautiful - just a touch of lipstick was enough. I gave herself a quick smile in the mirror, then headed downstairs.

I rushed down the stairs, only to find my friend Diana eating a burger. "What the... Diana! You're here and you didn't even bother to come meet me in my room?" I said, feigning annoyance.

"Sorry, girl, but food comes first. I was starving!" Diana replied, taking another bite of her burger. I couldn't help but laugh at her response.

You should meet Diana, She's my best friend - we've been friends for years now. We know each other so well, we're like sisters.

"But it's only 8 a.m.! Isn't it too early to be eating?" I said, giving her a skeptical look.

"Well, that's your principle, not mine, I can eat whenever I want! Besides, you look absolutely stunning today. You're always beautiful, but today you look extra amazing."

"You're just now noticing?" I joked, running my fingers through my hair. I couldn't help but blush a little at her compliment.

"Oh, I'm just saying it out loud, but I've always noticed!" she said with a wink.

"Thank you for the compliment, but I'm always beautiful!" I said, winking at myself in the mirror.

Diana rolled her eyes, "I take it back you look ugly"

"Stop being such a sourpuss I am beautiful, and you know it. Anyway, we're off to see Prince Oliver, remember? And I'm dressed up because I want to look my best when I meet him!"