I was more...adventurous than the others. My sisters, I mean. I am the youngest of five. Alessia, the oldest, is perfect. Abagail, second born, is perfect. Amelia, third born, is also perfect. Arianna, fourth born, is you guessed it, perfect. My sisters dreamed of becoming queen and marring a handsome prince like in the fairy tales. Myself on the other hand did not. I would rather live a simple life. But when I was told I was getting an arranged marriage, I was furious. But when a distant family member thought they should have the throne of my future country and tried to take it back at the reception party, did I realize what I truly thought of my prince.
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