They told me that everybody hates me. That I'm a spoiled brat, that I'm an arrogant girl with nasty attitude. But why does everybody hate me? Simple, they know me. They know me because I'm the Crown Princess of United Kingdom. Everybody doesn't like the Jamielle they were seeing. They don't like the new me. They don't like my attitude. The way I talk to my Grandmother. They just don't understand me. But really, they don't know me. They don't even know a percent of who I was. They told me, that the crown should be held with kindness and humility. It was not to be wielded like a sword how a knight does. I don't care how I hold the throne in any way as long as my sovereign is well and stable. I only have one problem, I cannot contain the pain that I'm feeling that I fell in love with my husband who was arranged for me to marry. He was in love with someone and I'm diverting the pain in doing my duty as Princess. This was one mistake I did. The mistake of opening my heart to let the wrong person in.