The Royals //Coming Soon//

The Royals //Coming Soon//

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After witnessing the wrongful slaughter of her family, Victoria and her elder sister flee to the supposed ‘safe haven’ of their Aunt’s manor - only to be unwillingly thrust into a world of scandal, secrecy and murder as Victoria becomes the ruling chess piece in a dangerous game played by those, threatening the royal bloodline.&amp;nbsp; The task Victoria was entrusted with was simple : Kill the King.&amp;nbsp; Yet as she enters the royal court as the haughty Princesses’ lady in waiting, Victoria discovers a world of adventure catered to her desires, a luxury of wealth beyond her comprehension and necessity, and a charming Prince who threatens her cage-bound-heart - all of which deter her from her unforgiving task.&amp;nbsp; As time passes with a living and thriving King, Victoria finds herself falling deeper into the depths of infatuation with the Prince. And soon, her inevitable task of destroying the loved ones whom surround her, becomes the key to her own self destruction. To love is to hurt.&amp;nbsp; But for Victoria, to hurt is to kill.&amp;nbsp; // Story coming soon //
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My hand lifts without permission, hovering just short of the canvas. Not touching-God, even I know better-but close enough that it feels like heat radiates from the paint. "...Antonio?" Diego's voice is wary. I don't answer. I can't. I'm staring at her the way men stare at omens. "Diego," I whisper, "who is she?" Diego steps beside me, eyes widening. He whistles low. "She's... wow. She's-" "I know." "Antonio," he says, putting a hand on my shoulder, "you look deranged." "I feel deranged." He laughs, then cuts himself off when he sees I'm not joking. My pulse is hammering. I don't even know this girl's name, and yet something in me is clawing forward, hungry, fierce, desperate. I don't believe in fate. I don't believe in destiny or signs or prophecies or whatever nonsense my tutors preached when I was a boy. But looking at her- I almost do. "She's the Princess of Prussia," Diego finally says, reading the tiny plaque at the bottom. "Victoria." Victoria. The name hits like a strike to the chest.

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