Behind the Regal Doors

BEHIND THE REGAL DOORS

"But what if I, as the Prince of fucking England wanted love instead of a battle ground? What if I, wanted a Prince instead of a Princess?"

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Adrian Alexander Mountbatten-Windsor, has had ladies swooning at his feet for as long as he had set foot outside his royal chambers, as Prince and the heir to the throne of England.
He has had his panic-stricken hours where he sat in front of a line of royal princesses, smiling as politely as he could while they batted their eyelashes at him and while his father sat by the side glaring daggers at him.

' "The Castle hides many secrets.." '
That was what the townsfolk said. Adrian as a boy of eleven had laughed about it. However, as he grew older wrapped up in the regal luxuries, he realized the talk had been pain-strickenly true all along.. Mainly when he became the very one, holding a secret of his own. The secret to who he truly was...

Hence, Adrian had learnt from an early age, the ways to wrap and conceal certain parts of his very own into his damned soul. However, the weight of an accursed kingdom on his shoulders was certainly the last thing he had intended to take. And if there was any other thought he despised more than ruling a godforsaken country, it was the mere thought of his best friend's brother. He would hardly care if his archnemesis were any other commoner. Except he wasn't. He just happened to be the Toussaint Nicholas Francois Hughes, the very Prince of France.
The only thing the two of them had in common was mutual hate for each other for a reason Adrian was not quiet aware of himself.

However when a royal disaster, forces their twisted paths together and when the two opposite souls are finally compelled to align, something totally opposite to hatred starts blossoming between them..

Perhaps love? And if love...
Can love truly conquer it all?

book cover by @misseditor101