IMOGEN'S POV
I paced arund my room, trying to decide what to do.
Jaron had just stormed out of the house, saying stuff that I probably shouldn't repeat.
The gist of it: he hates me now.
I sat down and sighed.
We are 17, people. SEVENTEEN! I should not have to deal with this!
I didn't do anything to him.
Well, not directly anyways.
I really, honestly, and truly didn't mean to hurt him.
I sat down on my bed and stared out the window at the pouring rain making tracks like snail slime and wondered how anything could get worse what with Jaron mad and everyone putting so much responsibility on my shoulders because I'm the new queen and they have to look up to me even though the king is mad at me and in fact he's probably ordering a death penalty for treason to be put on my head right this very second and I don't know what to do!
Don't get me wrong. I love Jaron, I really do. I just...
Oh, nevermind. It's kind of complicated.
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THE FALSE PRINCE fan fiction: Spy
FanfictionImogen is involved in a plot far beyond her control Jaron doesn't know what to think about the oddities that have been happening at the castle.
