Royal Worth

Princess Kayla Bellatore. Is it possible my own name can be so unfamiliar? I am not a princess. I'm rude, sarcastic, clumsy, and blunt. Not princess material. I didn't grow up as a princess. I was raised by a soldier, broken by war. We lived in a hut. I grew up exploring the forest. My feet were worn by the roughness of the forest floor. They were not the dainty, soft feet of a sheltered princess. Princesses don't fight, right? Well, this one does. A lot. My weapon was an extension of my arm. A part of me. After my precious little sister is kidnapped, a man appears on my doorstep. He tells me that I am the missing daughter of the King and Queen. The King and Queen are no where to be found. My country needs a leader. The words of this man ignite a magical adventure. Complete with an arrogant asshole, stupid princess lessons, and a villainous, jealous witch. I don't think this is a princess's tale.

*Cover made by @LifeLustingDreamer.*