FULL SUMMARY: Max's life as a princess has always seemed perfect; she had everything she could ever ask for. She was on her way to becoming a queen and betrothed to one of the richest and handsomest princes in the world. Marrying someone she doesn't love and having to deal with the irritating servant that won't seem to leave her alone seem like such tiny problems, compared to the other things in her life. However, as Max's world starts to tumble down, she realizes nothing can remain perfect forever.
INTRODUCTION
Haven't you always thought the life of a princess would be perfect? Filled with balls and handsome princes, love, and just about anything you could want? If you were expecting a story like this, I suggest you turn back right now. I can assure you my life will be the farthest thing from a perfect life. Don't get me wrong; it did start that way. My life was flawless, but I soon came to realize that a perfect life just isn't possible. My world didn't just fall down hard… It crashed and burned.
But I don't want to ruin the story, now do I? Let's start with a happy picture.
CHAPTER 1
"This one is just too hideous," my mother whispered to me, but, by the stricken look on the man's face, I could tell he had heard.
We were looking for an appropriate husband for me, and so far my mother had found something wrong in each man that had lined up. There were about twenty men lined up in hopes that they would be chosen. It wasn't my choice, really. It was more my mother's choice. She wanted to choose the most influential kingdom that would create a huge empire when joined with ours.
We stopped in front of a scrawny looking man that seemed a little too conceited for his own good. My mother shook her head.
"An embarrassment, right darling?" my mother whispered to my father.
He nodded faintly, causing a sigh to escape from my mother's mouth. I always felt I understood my father more than my mother. He was just like me; he didn't care about all of this stuff. Of course, he was leader of the kingdom, so he had to do a lot of work, but he never thought too much about who I would marry or matters like that.
After another few rejects, we stopped in front of a blonde-haired, blue-eyed man about the same age as me. By the clothes he was wearing, you could tell he came from a wealthy background.
My mother smiled approvingly, and, by the look in her eyes, I knew she had already picked him.
"Which kingdom are you from?" my mother asked. That's her, precise and to the point.
"Illyrius," the man said, smiling.
My mother smiled approvingly. "And what is your name?"
He grinned, knowing the marriage was in the bag. He took my hands mom and shook it firmly. "It's nice to meet you, Queen Ride. My name is Dylan."
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