Prisoner

Life as she knew it was over. She started the fire. Burnt the castle down, having saved only her precious books and diaries. Something that she would love to share with the world someday.

Wearing an exquisite velvet gown with a hood, she galloped away on her horse, Admiral. She had nowhere to go, no one to confide in, but she was free. Free from the obligations of her crown, free from being someone she wasn’t, free from the world that’d held her captive.

Now the whole world belonged to her, and she could choose the beginning of her new life.

This is an excerpt from my e-book

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Thank you for reading,

xo

N@t

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