I'm a former cocktail waitress, an American commoner, a chick who fell in love with and royally wed Prince Nicholas of Fredonia.

How the hell did I end up married to his brother Crown Prince Cristoph?

Marrying into the Fredonia royal family is about as uneventful as walking through a dog park barefoot and blindfolded after the snow melts.

Has Cristoph carried a torch for me ever since I left him high and dry at the cathedral's altar?

Did Cristoph sabotage my marriage to Nick?

Am I hallucinating or did the stick really turn blue?

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