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Alena

“Is that hiet a better look Her long dark hair tumbles onto my shoulder as she peers at my laptop screen It’s as if she’s never seen theRoht now, there’s not a royal alive who doesn’t knoho he is, because he’s decided to take a wife A wife of his choosing, and I’ve been chosen

It’s the fate of soet to ened I’, and that’s that

I look atthat Ro waves I can even feel it through h I’ an army of men into battle From the look on his face, you would think he was a warrior

He’s nothing but lines and fierce angles The man is well over six feet tall and then some In his pictures he even towers over soht and comes to his collar, but it does little to hide his eyes, which are just as black He’s not lean either He’s thick and broad like a rugby player, and I can see why the public has nicknath and power, and e

“Tabby I can’t marry him,” I plead with my sister

I don’t even knoas chosen over her Tabby is the onelike my family

Somehow I ended up barely over five foot with blonde hair, blue eyes, and the fairest skin My sister, on the other hand, like the rest of reen eyes and skin that looks like the sun kisses it every day

I stand out in a way I don’t like I’ve felt like I don’t belong since birth, but Tabby would never make me feel that way

She wraps her ar at the screen “I tried,” she says, asp I turn around and look at her

Tabby is dreading gettingabout her e since she could walk The worst part is, she doesn’t even want to marry royalty In fact, she despises the idea If it was up to her she’d have a little cottage with twenty kids and a brute of a husband Yes, a brute One too many romance novels and now Tabby is in love with cavemen “I knew you wouldn’t want this” She shakes her head “I’m sorry, Al”

“I can’t believe you’d do that for me”

“You know I’d do anything for you I’ sister It’sthatyou with me But to be honest, I don’t even think they asked him” She walks over to my bed and plops down on it “He wants you”