There was once a born princess with skin white as snow, her hair was black as night, and people would stare wherever she would go. But with beauty, came tragedy. The princess soon lost her father, and was betrayed by her stepmother. She became a...

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“This wasn’t supposed to happen,” he uttered, removing the gag. “I’m sorry, milady. If I’d known King George would target your family, I would have gone another route. Are you hurt?”

He quickly untied the bonds, praying no one had noticed the unconscious guards.

_{“Alarmed.” The fairest moved her fingertips along her mouth, rubbing away the soreness the gag had done to her pale skin. “   My family.” Her dark orbs searched up to her savior. “Where are they?”}

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