Becoming a Princess
It seems like something taken out from a fairy tale.
Yet here she was, signing a contract with the Prince of Wales to be his fiancée, bride and soon after a wife. It was illegal and less glamorous, as far as she can gleam from arranged marriages—plus they were no longer common in England, although marrying for power and richness was probably rampant.
Blake’s countenance was grave, tight-lipped as he fixated his signature.
What can the man do though? She was sure that the title of Princess didn’t matter to him when one’s reputation could be tarnished. However, if news of this occurrence also spread, its backlash would be more severe than a Prince who lied about having a fiancée.
Despite all of that, she still had to stop herself from daydreaming of whimsical thing
