Hope I Don't Catch the Plague

Hope I Don't Catch the Plague

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"'Girl, what are you doing here?' Anneliese looked up in fear, ready for the worst, until her eyes stopped on the rather tight pants the man above her was wearing. She began to giggle, until the man knelt down to eye-level, and his stern gaze locked onto hers. The fear returned, and she braced her hands on the wall behind her. 'I asked you a question. I hope you know that it's against the law to intrude upon the King's land.'" - Anneliese's life is thrown into disarray as she finds herself... In fourteenth-century Britain?
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Princess Anneliese is the second-born in the kingdom high atop the mountain. And as such, it is her right to the throne, for the system put in place states that to keep the royal-line from passing only from first-borns, the youngest child shall take the throne. But this leaves her elder sister Princess Katrina (oh dear gaahh why am I doing this at this point?) as a figure-head. A pretty face to kiss babies and wave at the common-folk. Of course there are rules, though no throne is at stake. She is the one to set the precedent regarding all things royal in behavior and otherwise. She must do everything to be a princess, but at no costs, save her freedom. For just like her younger sister, she too yearns to be free. Free to try crazy things. But after a royal meeting in another kingdom gone wrong, "crazy things" includes letting loose every fluttering butterfly carrying fleeting flittering feelings far away from the castle grounds, into the mountains, and out of reach, where neither she, nor the object of those feelings, could ever know of them.

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