Vive la Differénce
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  • Reads 38
  • Votes 2
  • Parts 30
  • Time 3h 16m
Ongoing, First published May 03, 2016
I live in the time when everyone is called noble even though they are crude. With knights far from cunning, Kings far from brave, queens far from faithful, and secrets hidden within the walls of stone that make the unfortunate foundation for my future. In the middle of that is me. I was named Princess Johanna by my mother but was raised at Jonah, Prince of the East Realm. But as I mature it's harder and harder keep the secret. No one would understand, my wife Analia knows that too. I'd die if someone found out. I'm willing to go to dangerous lengths to keep it that way.o
What if I can live normally? What if our differences don't have to define who we are? There is no time for that now. My kingdom is on the verge of war! I need to be noble before I can ever be innocent. As the war inside me rages on, i get farther away from innocent and closer to what I always dreaded I would become. 
I am Johanna and I am the King.
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