Prologue

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  " Do you believe in love? "
Is a question that's asked a lot. It's a complicated question for some but for me it's not.
  I simply do not believe in love. How could I?
My parents had no love for each other. They had respect and that was it.
  I've never felt love or being loved.
Being the outcome of an arranged marriage. I'm an only child. So I didn't have a opportunity to love a little brother or sister. It's only ever been just me. I'd talk  to my grandma but she's been too busy to sit down and actually have a conversation.

         She rules the kingdom alone. My grandpa dying years ago. She was in a arranged marriage. Even in the time we live in my family keeps the long held tradition to have an arranged marriage. I know it will never change, it's my inevitable future. So why try a fight it?
 
  

   Max Larson, was the Duke of Brindale's eldest son. He turned 21, and I just turning 18. He was going to be my future husband weather I liked it or not. I watched from my window as his car pulled up to our castle. Pulling right up to the steps that led to the entrance. I took a shaky breath; this was the first time I'm going to see him. What he looks like and how he acts.

  " Genevieve get over here! " my mother hissed.
  With one last look at the car.
I turned away and began getting dressed.

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