[COMPLETED] It all seemed to be a fairy tale ending to Princess Elizabeth. She had found a wonderful family, she lived in a beautiful castle, and she had fallen in love with the man of her dreams. But soon an old promise came back into the light. An unbreakable vow between two kingdoms. And it would change the young princess's destiny forever. Sometimes Elizabeth's old life, trapped in a dusty bookshop, seemed a lot more appealing. *sequel to Lost Royalty- Can be read as a stand-alone, but I would recommend reading the first story first* I hope you enjoy!

Her presence was once one that enamoured the masses. A beautiful young princess whose destiny seemed to be set in a life of royal balls and princes. But her abrupt absence filled the hearts of so many with anguish and sorrow. On her seventh birthday, Princess Elizabeth seemed to simply disappear. Now, nearly a decade later, her father has declared that she must be found by her 17th birthday, or the search will be abandoned. Hope is diminishing, and a kingdom searches high and low for a lost princess. Village by village, every girl between the ages 15 and 17 must be assessed. As a King searches for his daughter, a kingdom desperately anticipates the return of their Lost Princess. |COMPLETED | HIGHEST RANKING #1 IN HISTORICAL FICTION| This is a first draft so will have many mistakes and plot holes. Sequel Now COMPLETE. Comments: @DumDumPops4: Aww this was a great read! I'm really happy you decided to share your work with us on Wattpad. Great job! Keep writing please! @MadelynCrain: I absolutely loved your book!!!!! A sequel would be amazing!!!!!!! @TwistedSecret: This has been one of the best stories I've read on wattpad @Aurazales: FINSHED this story in two DAYSS!! If you could do a sequel, I would just die (out of excitement) and have my ghost read the sequel Highest rank: #1 in historical fiction Now complete. (18/03/2017)

Dalaric "Ricky" Mikael was known for two things; being the country's best assassin and being a silent brute. His demons enveloped him in darkness and he saw no end of any tunnel. Until a girl, who's weird and wears nothing but a pair of black jeans and t-shirts that are too big for her, called him pretty. "It's not." He shocks me again and my smile gets wider as happiness flushed through me. Seeing him understand why I'm upset is mentally refreshing. The people who hurt me don't understand. Even mama doesn't. I can tell from the new wounds every week. I move forward and hug his slim waist tightly while smushing my face into his very warm chest. His turtleneck is soft under my chin. His hands lay by his side and I use my own to bring them around my waist. Our height difference makes it only a bit harder for him to put his chin on my head. Dalaric remains tense but but holds me tighter when I try to pull away. "This is what friends to, I think. They hug, right?" I ask, tapping my chin in thought. He seems just as lost as me with his blank expression and slight confusion. He tries to pull me back but I shake my head and he glares at me. I boop his nose and grin at his cute glare. Aw.