Falling In Love With My Bodyguard

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16-year-old Crown Princess Victoria Brewere was an anomaly that was never supposed to happen. She was supposed to be shy, meek little Princess Victoria, always in the shadow of her older brother - Crown Prince Nikolai Brewere, 18 years old and heir to the throne, glorious and riding on the high from his greatest military defeat - winning the longlasting war between their kingdom of Brenstone and their enemy, the kingdom of Ferrania. Victoria was supposed to leave the kingdom altogether, become someone new entirely, away from the prying eyes of royalty and politicians and the rest of the world. Normal. Of course, life has an exasperating tendency to go in the exact opposite direction than what is planned - and so, Victoria finds herself with the crown thrust on her hands - the very first Crown Princess since her great-great-great-great-great grandmother. This... this definitely wasn't in her lifeplan.
    
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    20-year-old Alessia Baresi was never supposed to end up in Brenstone. She was supposed to make it to Memora, sign up for a fruit-selling business or something equally mind-numbing, and live a comfortable life, far away from Quira and her sister and the memories of the murder of the rest of her family. However, as a Brenian-Quiran who'd never set foot in any other part of the world then her little town in Buttfuck, Quira, she'd spoken absolutely no Ferranian or Memorian - which inevitably had landed her in just the tiniest bit of trouble with the King and Queen of Brenstone. And also a princess. A really, really pretty princess.
    
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    this was originally an inside joke between me and my friend but it was too good not to turn into a, quote en quote, "2014 wattpad novel."All Rights Reserved

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prologue
Mon, Apr 24, 2023

16-year-old Crown Princess Victoria Brewere was an anomaly that was never supposed to happen. She was supposed to be shy, meek little Princess Victoria, always in the shadow of her older brother - Crown Prince Nikolai Brewere, 18 years old and heir to the throne, glorious and riding on the high from his greatest military defeat - winning the longlasting war between their kingdom of Brenstone and their enemy, the kingdom of Ferrania. Victoria was supposed to leave the kingdom altogether, become someone new entirely, away from the prying eyes of royalty and politicians and the rest of the world. Normal. Of course, life has an exasperating tendency to go in the exact opposite direction than what is planned - and so, Victoria finds herself with the crown thrust on her hands - the very first Crown Princess since her great-great-great-great-great grandmother. This... this definitely wasn't in her lifeplan.

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20-year-old Alessia Baresi was never supposed to end up in Brenstone. She was supposed to make it to Memora, sign up for a fruit-selling business or something equally mind-numbing, and live a comfortable life, far away from Quira and her sister and the memories of the murder of the rest of her family. However, as a Brenian-Quiran who'd never set foot in any other part of the world then her little town in Buttfuck, Quira, she'd spoken absolutely no Ferranian or Memorian - which inevitably had landed her in just the tiniest bit of trouble with the King and Queen of Brenstone. And also a princess. A really, really pretty princess.

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this was originally an inside joke between me and my friend but it was too good not to turn into a, quote en quote, "2014 wattpad novel."

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