I'm a former cocktail waitress, an American commoner, a chick who fell in love with and royally wed Prince Nicholas of Fredonia.
How the hell did I end up married to his brother Crown Prince Cristoph?
Marrying into the Fredonia royal family is about as uneventful as walking through a dog park barefoot and blindfolded after the snow melts.
Has Cristoph carried a torch for me ever since I left him high and dry at the cathedral's altar?
Did Cristoph sabotage my marriage to Nick?
Am I hallucinating or did the stick really turn blue?
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