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It was all a lie

It was all a lie

Gayle#05

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Eva Sparks is a smart student and during her last year of highschool she is transferred to Reign high,one of the best school in the country. She has an encounter with Prince Roger the second,was it really coincidence they met?

Chapter 1 Eva pov

The cool breeze caressed my cheeks as i watched the sunset on the balcony.The yellow glow reflected on my chestnut hair giving it a vibrant colour.I was excited and at the same time nervous to go to my new highschool but I knew everything would work out as I had planned to capture the prince heart.

Our country Greenvard had been ruled by the monarchical system since the 17th century and currently Prince Roger's parents King Alexander the fourth and Queen Esther are the carriers of the crown.

My interest with the royal family began at an early age when they had held a festival in honour of our past King Alfred the second .I loved the way they had worn their attires from top to toe,from the shining crystal necklaces to their fancy decorated cottages which were dark brownish in colour resembling the earth.Their cottages were decorated with different vibrant colours making them a sight to admire.

They were given so much attention and loved by people and oh,that attention I craved for and I would get when I make the Prince of Greenvard in love with me.

I had noted everything about Prince Rogers what he liked and disliked in my coloured dairy and I was excited for my new journey.

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