Being Angus Solveig

Being Angus Solveig

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Angus 'Goosey' Solveig is going to be the next Duke of Eldred. He's become engaged to the most amazing woman he has ever met without even lifting a finger. He has a family who love him. The only downside to Goosey's life is that he could lose it all in an instant. He has something capable of getting him killed. This is a Tale of Lyndor; a series of unconnected stories set in the same world. This is probably the best one for explaining the world so nothing should be too confusing. Currently, the only completed story in this series is Claw. The main story, The Winter Crown, is still being written very slowly. They can both be found on my profile. This story of contains major spoilers for The Winter Crown from Chapter Four onwards so watch out if you plan to read TWC as well. The chapters are pretty long (and seem to be getting longer) so I've split them in two for easier reading.
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I rounded the corner to the hall, only to smack into something. "I'm so sorry," I apologized, reaching down to pick up a book that had fallen. My heart skipped a beat as I looked up, making eye contact with a pair of hazel eyes. "No worries," the boy replied, his voice rich and smooth, "Are you alright?" I nodded quickly, flashing a smile. I was too stunned to respond. Standing in front of me was none other than Prince Everest Dresden Macallister. "Who are you?" he asked, tilting his head curiously. "I'm Aspen," I replied, trying hard not to look away from his curious stare. "Dresden," he said, holding out his hand. I assumed he was going to shake mine, but instead he brought it to his lips, pressing a kiss against it. My breath caught in my throat, my cheeks burning. "Nice to meet you," I managed to say without stuttering. "My apologies, but I have to hurry. Miss Elizabeth has asked me to retrieve something." He nodded, stepping aside as I hurried into the room. I stood there, taking a deep breath to calm myself. Once I was done, I spotted the prince sitting by the window, the book that I'd picked up in his hand. I ducked my head and made a beeline to the door. "Aspen," he called, making me freeze. "Yes?" "Will you be attending the Charity Gala?" ------------------- Aspen's only purpose living in London was to finish her semester abroad. Or so she thought. She finds herself caught in the middle of The Royal Family and their dark past as she scrambles to sort out the course of her future. Never in a million years did she think she would find herself best friends with Prince Everest Dresden Macallister, the next heir to the British Throne. But it's not long before things start going south. Crush or no crush, Aspen doesn't have much time to prove her friendship to the future King. The clock is ticking. And time doesn't slow for anyone, Royal or not.

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