The Princess And The Blacksmith

The Princess And The Blacksmith

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In a land ruled by greed and dominated by men, Princess Anabella, the next heir in line to the throne, fights for change. Unlike her father the King, she believed, women should be treated as equals, and the one thing she held true was that not all future Queens needed a King. Her belief only intensifies, after meeting Josalyn, the kingdoms so-called blacksmith's wife. Whose beauty laid hidden beneath the filth of a hard laborers guise. With the tournament for the Princess's hand upon them, time is running out. Can the fates bring them together or will the king continue to tear them further apart? Perhaps the princess plan was destined to fail from the very start. Then again not all white knights...were men.
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"If you are to be my wife, why shouldn't I look?" She asked with feigned innocence. I glowered. "I thought you didn't want to be a toy?" Her eyes narrowed, a smile pulling at her lips. "Oh Brin, I would not be the toy..." she trailed off, roving over my body. Heat developed at my core and I squeezed my legs together, speed walking away from her. She had to be messing with me. -- My lips were almost touching hers, as though something magnetic continued to pull us closer. I had no words. I was no longer angry with her. I was consumed by her. -- Brin waited for this day to come. The day she would meet her human bride. She imagined a beautiful encounter, love at first sight, a magnetism like no other, but her future bride, the warrior princess, Alvena, had a much different view. Fae and humans were not alike.

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