ARCHIE McGraw (Liverpool)
I stared at the angel in front of me. I emerged how in the hell this angel could possibly be Harry Cromwell's only heir.
She had to be sixteen years old though I had her information stating she had finished high school last summer, which made her almost seventeen.
This was no life for a girl of her age. She should be going to college with her friends and a boyfriend of her own age.
But yet, she had entered an arranged marriage with Dominique Colbone, the most feared French national leader known to man.
He was never a rational man; he liked things done his way. If they weren't, there would be sure to be a bullet through your skull or worse: A slow and painful death.
I was curious how she had been kept alive and wasn't dead. She was sure to be beaten fo
