Royal
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On the same stormy summer's night, two little girls were brought into the world. One a princess, born with a head full of golden locks in the castles royal bedroom. Her mothers crying out in joy to see her beautiful baby girl curl up into her arms. The other wailing down in the servants room by the kitchen. The toe headed baby crying into the night for her mother's light that sadly was extinguished, its cries muffled by the storm that threatened to tear down their walls. One born from the kings lovely wife, the other his favorite kitchen girl.
Genevieve was a poor servant. But when the royal family disappears a secret she never knew was revealed.
A story of love, passion, and being royal.
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