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The Maid’s Daughter

“I want to make you mine. Just mine. Forever and only.” ——— Two centuries ago, Princess Madison of Zenovia died to protect her kingdom. Her selfless deed had gotten her reincarnated as the royal’s maid’s daughter hundreds of years afterwards, not being pursued by only one, but two princes of Zenovia. Will she finally get her way and sit on the throne that was her very own birthright? The competition is getting fierce. Looks like someone will chase Emma if the other two princes of Zenovia won’t take initiative. But who will she end up with at the very end? ——— “Miss Grey, what can you tell us about your father?” Julius asked. Emma furrowed her brows. “Excuse me?” She asked. She had never known much about her father, and when she was called to the throne room, she hadn’t expected to be asked such...personal questions. She thought Julius was joking, but his serious look didn’t say the same. “My mother never told me about him. Other than the fact that he had the last name, Kennedy. That’s all I’ve ever known of him,” Emma answered, unsure of how her father was related to any of this. The King and Queen gasped. She really was the daughter of the late Duke. The King explained to the confused Emma what was going on. “Ms Grey, this ‘Kennedy’ you are speaking about, is the late Duke Kennedy. From what my advisor, Julius, is telling us, you are the biological daughter of the late Duke Kennedy of Zenovia,” he explained. Wait, what? ——— NOVEL STATUS: UNDERGOING EDITING This novel is purely fictional, and since this book's first chapter takes place around the 1800s, I must clarify that the others take place during the 21st century. The cover of this novel is not mine. And a reminder. Hate comments, self-promotion and baseless accusations of any kind will be deleted. Thanks, guys. Author out. P.S. No, I am not changing any part of the book, I am simply editing what I've written in the past and fixing grammatical errors, etc etc.

marichat_nettenoir · Fantasy
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Getting Frisky (R)

[WARNING: THIS CHAPTER HAS A MATURE SCENE THAT MIGHT NOT BE SUITABLE FOR MOST READERS, SO READ ON YOUR OWN DISCRETION, AND ONLY IF YOU'RE COMFORTABLE. AND IN THE CASE YOU'RE NOT COMFORTABLE WITH IT, IT IS SUGGESTED YOU MOVE ON TO ANOTHER CHAPTER AND SKIP THIS CHAPTER. DEAR READERS, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!] 

James looked down, eyes widening.

"I can't possibly go out in this," he said aloud.

Emma chuckled. 

"Well, if you do, you'll look as dashing as ever," she reasoned, stifling a laugh.

James pouted.

"To you, yes," he answered.

"But I can't be seen like this by the staff, you know that dear," he reasoned. 

Emma sighed exasperatedly.

"I do," she said.

Weirdly enough to Emma, at her mention of the two words, 'I do', James stiffened, which was unlikely of him. 

"Was it something I said? You alright?" She asked instantly.

James shook his head.