I am considered lucky. My mama is the worlds most recognised and appreciated Queen. I have 9 brothers and sisters to keep me company, and money for us is like the ocean; endless. Yet why am I here weeping in my exorbitant bed, alone?

In London circa 1820, Victoria Elizabeth was abandoned at birth and left with nothing but an old, dark, creepy mansion. Over time, Victoria grew greedy, selfish and desperate for power and riches. So when she found out that she was in fact the long-lost sister of Queen Victoria, she did everything she could to make sure that she would take her place on the throne. *This is a work of FICTION based off of historical events and characters, I am NOT trying to start a conspiracy or anything this is just for fun*