Judging A Queen By Her Crown
When the Queen of Eralander died a tragic death, the people were heartbroken. So their young king was left with no other choice than to revive the kingdom again, to ensure its continuation of success. He needed to make his people the joyous, lively folks again, for they were his number one priority.
Meanwhile, Elena Frew lived with her father and sister, who picked apples from their orchard and mined animals from their farm. She loved the simple life of being outdoors everyday, never expecting or even wanting a change. When the women were invited to attend the castle one night, Elena was forced to go with her overtly excited sister. But what happened when she was somehow thrown into the life of royalty?
With the overwhelming changes in her life, she attempted to play the exhausting role, but it wasn't easy. Not when lies spread like wildfire while secrets unfolded; secrets that were never meant to be uncovered. To save her name, Elena must find out the truth and prove the rumours wrong. Because, sure she was a queen, but evil she was not.
This is the story of the one they call, the Evil Queen. For her story is one dark adventure filled with jealousy and love that goes beyond the mirror and an apple.
"Take me home." I barely whispered.
He finally stooped to my level and I flinched when his hand rested on my cheek. His faded blue eyes stared right at me when he wiped the dry tears. "This is your home now, beautiful."