Princess? ...I Think Not (1st 3 Chapters)

The Royal Family Just Got a Little Bigger....
My name's Baily King and I've always considered myself different-liking dead roses, cemeteries, reading fully clothed in the bathtub, and howling at the moon whilst dancing naked under it. But, when my grandma, a woman I scarcely remember, comes for a visit, she opens her mouth and my weird world crashes down all over my combat-booted feet.
See, dear Gram is dying and wishes for me to accept my royal name. Turns out she finally left a small village south of Ireland-a village that her and her husband rule. Pfft. No pressure.
Bam, you're a Princess. Wear your tiara and shut up.