His royal troublemaker

Prologue| Head lines: The Girl Who Was Killed By Her Aunts terrible Cooking

All names, characters and events are a work of fiction

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Can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars
I could really use a wish right now wish right now

Yeah I could use a dream or a genie or a wish
To go back to a place much simpler than this

Name of the chapter: head lines: the girl who was killed by her aunts terrible cooking

"Attention passengers we have arrived at the London international airport, the door will be opened in 5 minutes, thank you!" The sexy voice of the air hostess filled the silent plane

I was glad I finally arrived it wasn't a easy ride to come all the way from California to England alone not that I was very exited to come here in the middle of the school year but rather I was forced to

Wait.. before you start getting all the weird ideas like I was a undercover agent on a mission to the kings place to see which prince was entertaining a servant girl or was the king sick and dying, but the family kept it secret,
now if you come to think about it if that was the case I would still be happy about it but it was nothing like that my own mother, my blood and bone shipped me of to England to have a peaceful marriage with her new husband

How despicable of her right? Wait lets go back

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"Honey do you remember Elise my sister your aunt?" My mother said coming out of the kitchen after talking to Dickens my new dad through the phone all I could catch were the muffled words my mother was saying 'oh but you don't know her'
'But yea we should do this'

Aunt Elise was my mothers step sister and they were about the same age despite all the shitty dramas about bad step siblings and Cinderella syndrome from what I've seen they were like the best of friends

"Oh yea isn't she the one who insisted on making the barbecue and set the place on fire" I said with fake excitement that sounded a lot like I was being sarcastic not that I wasn't, although I still vaguely remember that I was the one who screwed some settings with the grill that lead to a fire

"Oh for god sake that was four years ago, she's a great cook she must've just lost it for a moment" My mother said probably recalling the incident that happened 4 years ago

"Hmm yeah who doesn't like the good smoking taste of burned chicken, some great cook she is" I sarcastically smiled

"Oh don't act like you helped, when the fire men came you took there fire extinguisher and sprayed the white foam all over us and the house" my mom snapped

"Hmm how I recall it that I only saved you guys and now that we've recalled the great memories what do you want mom" I asked I was curious to why she came up and talked about aunt Elise out of the blue to me it wasn't like she wanted to remind me of that event

"Ugh is that only what you remember about her" she sighed "leave it lets get to the point"

"Hmm go on mum I'm listening" I said picking up a magazine from the table and opening a random page which had a quiz saying "FIND OUT YOUR PERFECT GUY" hmm stupid cliche magazines I thought the quiz maintained of 4 options of (a) (b) (c) and (d) they were like little MCQ'S where you circled the most relatable option like what would you wear on your first date or what is the colour of your eyes finishing the quiz which ever alphabet was most chosen that was your perfect guy with a little description about him and a mugshot. At (a) there was a guy named Dakota who looked like he was a British model with those white bottled hair and sharp blue eyes and a pale face, next (b) was a heir to a multi billion company named Harvard cooper hmm quite a stuck up name for a most likely stuck up person his picture was black and white so I couldn't make out of what colour his hair were or his complexion but one thing I knew his nose was stuck up high in the air like he was god, (c) was a good looking guy named yoshida he looked Asian, last and the least liked by me at (d) was a hot looking prince with blonde hair named Alexander hmm looked rather spoiled to me.