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For the Love of a Princess
For the Love of a Princess
For the Love of a Princess
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The Riley tourney organized by the independent body of the druids was brutal in the small manifestations in which it showed.
The tourney was a simple one; all heir's numbering no more than six would be split and sent into the jungle of trees. There were no rules to the games and all that was to determine the winner was whoever neutralized another heir or was able to conquer the main goal which was to reach the other end of the jungle.

But something unexpected happens... William meets Princess Anne and keeps her secret...
Will this encounter spark a passion that lasts a lifetime?

This Historical romance is a sweet, clean and wholesome read with a guaranteed happily ever after.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherRoxie Brandon
Release dateMay 1, 2019
ISBN9780463844182
For the Love of a Princess
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Roxie Brandon

Roxie Brandon is an author of historical and contemporary romance, beauty and fashion books.Her romances range in setting from Medieval times to the Twentieth Century.She loves walks in the countryside and having afternoon tea with family and friends.

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    For the Love of a Princess - Roxie Brandon

    For the Love

    of a Princess

    Copyright © 2019 Roxie Brandon All Rights Reserved

    This book is a work of fiction. The characters, events, and places portrayed in this book are products of the author’s imagination and are either fictitious or are used fictitiously. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.

    TABLE OF CONTENTS

    Chapter One

    Chapter Two

    Chapter Three

    Chapter Four

    Chapter Five

    Epilogue

    CHAPTER ONE

    William flew into the woods when he heard the whimper. Fare always had a way of organizing these things.

    It would be an easy point for him and the kingdom, he thought.

    His eyes looked about in the jungle of the tall trees and none of the other kids were around him. Before him lay two options, somewhere around his fingertip, hovering nonstop and not quite within reach so that he could examine them.

    The whimpering person could either be a member of his team who had injured themselves in the ruggedness of the contest or a member of the opposing team. His mind reeled. Some certainty, puerile arrogance maybe, informed him that he could tag the whimpering kid all by himself even when he had the better judgement of calling his team mates if it were the later situation he discovered upon his arrival.

    The smell of anxiety, rushing air, assuaging his nose made him dizzy but he stilled himself, determined to go on with the vocation no matter which way it was.

    The whimpering fell into a lower decibel when he arrived what he thought was the source, a colourless area of gray damp mud and small shrubs of wet grass. It was obvious someone had been there, the miracle of the person's instant disappearance did nothing to fool him.

    He moved back, a couple steps, considering his own steps apart from another trail of shoe prints. The trail, made by human mobility, was a slender line; drawn as if the person had somehow dragged himself.

    His whole body fell into an alertness that did not inform of panic. He took the breaths, calmly and trained his eyes on the marks. All marks had a source, he had often heard.

    Empathy and human sympathy always had a role to play in all things but William was convinced in his heart that he would put the game first. If his team won because of him, it would bring pride not only to father but to the entire Kingdom. The games would always be what it had been for ages; a test for the fighting tact and strength of future kings of the kingdoms which were on the small Island.

    When he saw the wooden beam which may recklessly inconspicuous on the path from which the person's drag had started, he sensed he knew what may have happened. Surely, the person had to be injured. Human nature for superiority in all things through any means surfaced.

    Easy point.

    He crouched and watched the trail and where it lead to and followed it.

    Even through the childish innocence of both of them, children not more than their tenth year of existence in a world so cold and rife with fighting and spoilage that the only time the island united was when they tournament held and their children were to slug it out instead, William could see.

    At first it came like a rude shock, a subtle form of amusement as though some comic or the palace jokester had poked fun at one of the serving maidens only on whose terms when Father allowed him laugh; whenever the jokester crossed the line that entered into the boundary of the family's affairs, the family always acquired another and whatever remained of the old jokester was never heard again.

    William would have appreciated silence but the gust of the wind, pushing the snow about disturbed whatever tranquility there could be.

    William was fascinated by the sight before him that even for a second or some, he forgot the purpose for which he had been awake in training for over a month had been for a moment like this. He just stood there and watched the injured kid unsure of what to make of the sight.

    He was beautiful, or was it a she. Surely this injured person had to be female; the eyes.

    I think I'm injured the voice made its way to him and for

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