♡Arianna's P.O.V♡
"Hello, dear. You must be Arianna," a beautiful woman says. Not just a beautiful woman, the most beautiful woman.
That's when I realized, she is Queen Madilynn. Oh my god.
I quickly curtsey, "Yes, I am Arianna, Your Majesty."
She smiles, "Arianna, dear, call me Madilynn."
"Yes, Your- Madilynn." How odd. Why would she want me to call her by her name? Thats highly unformal.
She puts her hand on my back and pushes me forward, towards the castle, " Come dear. It is time for you to meet my son."
I gulp, but still walk forward, not wanting to upset her, already.
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A Slave For the Bastard Prince
Historical FictionArianna gets taken from her family at age sixteen to become a servant for the royal family. What will happen if she starts to develop feelings for the eldest Prince?
