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Peasant, Princess, Queen

Peasant, Princess, Queen

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My name is Victoria Richardson. I'm 17 years old and half married to this guy called Prince Edward. I know right? We were named like we were destined to be together. Probably because we kind of were. Basically our grandfathers were best friends at university and made some stupid agreement that their children would get married. Unfortunately, they both had just boys, so the agreement was passed down to the next generation - aka me. And unfortunately, my grandfather's best friend just so happened to be the crown prince of England. So whoopee - I'm engaged to a prince. My whole life is basically this whole façade. I mean - I've only met the guy twice. Our families want to keep things secret until I turn 18. Then Edward and I will meet at some event, 'fall in love', get engaged (again) and marry. And that is my basically my life. My mum hates it, and so do my brothers. But obviously my dad wants to honour his father's wishes, and the rest of us don't really get a choice. Unless we want a lifetime in prison. Loosely based on Princess Hours
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