Crown Prince Edward Anthony Masen Cullen is the heir
to the throne in the small independent country, Gevalia. His life is all about
duty, honor and pride for his country. However, he’s lonely, focused on his
career. When his younger brother makes some poor choices, Edward is forced to
fly to the United States to smooth out diplomatic relations and spend six
months looking for a bride, with some pretty stiff stipulations by his mother, the Queen of Gevalia.
Isabella Swan is the oldest daughter and now
owner of the Swan Family Bakery, Inc. 1897. She went to college to be a teacher
but was forced to forego her dreams when her father was diagnosed with
Parkinson’s disease. On a chance evening, a handsome stranger slips during a
summer rain storm into her bakery and awakens something inside.
Who is he?
Where did he come from?
Why is she drawn to him?
All that is known is that Prince Charming is a
real person and Bella is about to live A Modern-Day Fairy Tale. But will it end
in a happily ever after?
“The motion is so tabled for further
discussion after the holiday and this meeting is adjourned for today,” said
Duke Edward Carlisle Anthony Cullen, the leader of the House of Lords and
presider of the combined houses. He banged the gavel and the members of
parliament got up, leaving the lavish chamber where the combined houses met to
discuss motions to bring forward to the queen.
The Queen – who also happens to be
my mother – Queen Esme Elizabeth Masen Cullen, the ruler of our small country,
Gevalia.
I packed up my laptop, putting it into my worn
leather satchel and slinging it over my body. The Duke walked over to me, a
kind smile on his face. “Excellent proposal and compromise, son,” he said
proudly. “I think it’s something your mother will approve of, Masen. You know
how difficult she can be.”
“I do know that, Father,” I snorted, rolling
my eyes. “You really think we can get this motion to pass? With the compromise?
I hate to tax our people, but in order to increase revenue … It’s a small sum.”
“This tax increase has been on the docket for
years, but we’ve never gotten it this far in either houses. I’m so proud of
you. I knew that American schooling would come in handy,” he quipped, leading
me down the rear staircase of the parliament building to the waiting car. We
settled into the backseat. “Home, please?”
“Understood, your highness,” said our driver
and bodyguard, Felix.
“Are you eating with us, Masen or are you
going to spend time at Masen Manor?” Father asked.
“I’ll eat with you,” I said. “Mother sent me a
text …”
“She used her cell phone? Perish the thought,”
he laughed.
“I know, right?” I snickered. “She wanted to
discuss Emmett and my marriage …”
“She’s still trying to push an arranged
marriage, Masen. I’m so sorry. I know you want a love match. I got one with
your mother. You deserve the same,” he said.
“I’d rather cut off my own balls than be in an
arranged marriage,” I grumbled.
“Edward Anthony Masen Cullen! Language,”
Father growled.
Prince Edward Anthony 'Masen' Cullen
Duke Edward Carlisle Cullen
Queen Esme Cullen
Castle in Gevalia
Masen Manor
Updates will begin for this story on Friday, March 2nd. Updates will happen on Mondays/Fridays with teasers on Tuesdays/Saturdays. I've got eleven chapters pre-written at this time. I'm hoping to get some more written soon.
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