AnotidaMandemwa

[This book is complete]
Everyone is playing a regal game. Everyone except Lucia (who probably should).

After her father faced accusations of trying to seize the throne from his father and king, he was exiled along with his family. They were no longer royalty, but his wife would not have it. She was friends with the queen of Vershia and used that to her advantage. Her two older daughters were the right age to marry the two princes, and she would make that happen come what may.

That became a problem when the oldest daughter was ignored by the crown prince, who formed a friendship with the youngest of the girls. There was still hope; Lucia could become the future queen. But Lucia was not groomed for this role. She did not want to live for the type of marriage she could snag. She did not want to take the man who had been planned for her sister.

But that’s the thing with plans, isn’t it? She never planned to fall in love with the man, and there she was: an unwilling participant in the regal games. Would she capture the crown? How would everything affect her relationship with her sister? Was there ever pleasing her mother?

[WSA 2024 Entry]

Regal Games

The group had slept in the tent together. Lucia decided in the morning when she woke up that it had been a mistake. What if she had snored—or worse, gassed up the space in her sleep? She didn't think she did, but there was always a chance. Also... what if she had drooled in her sleep?

She looked around and realised that Michael was gone, as were Caroline and her husband. She looked over at Adela and Princess Dani, and they were sleeping soundly.

Not wanting to wake them, she got up slowly and carefully and made her way out of the tent and into the house. She padded her way to her room, where she took a shower.

Coming out of her room an hour later, she was dressed in a simple summer dress and had sandals on her feet. She padded down the stairs, her nose following the scent of fresh coffee. As she got close to the kitchen, she could hear voices coming from there.

"Good morning," she sang as she walked into the room.

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