Queen of a Country

Queen of a Country

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"I am to be queen of a country and yet I cannot even rule over my own emotions." Elizabeth was only fourteen when her father was branded a traitor and executed for treason, and since then she has sworn to loathe the King for as long as she lives. But when she is eighteen and learns that the King has sent for her, asking for her hand in marriage, her family tells her that she has no choice but to accept. What worries her most, though is how little of her future husband she knows: no one would even tell her his name. But when she arrives in court, she gets what must be the biggest surprise of her life. Set in England at the end of the middle ages, this follows Elizabeth as she begins to understand and succumb to the true nature of the crown: betrayal, jealousy, lust, and violence. ***This story is NOT historically accurate (with the names at least)***
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