The King's Bride (Re-Writing)
My heart beat picks up when I realize who it is. It's the prince, I know it. When I turn around, my smile fades. A boy with auburn hair and dark green eyes has a bright red smirk on his face, "May I have this dance?"
I smile as he takes my hand. Who was I kidding? Why would the prince ask me to dance? I mean, really? I wonder who he's dancing with. Not that I care, I just cared because he's royalty. That's all. I know it.
Adalene has never liked her life. It feels like she was... born into the wrong time. No one understands, no one cares. One morning shes tossed back, back in time, back over one hundered years ago. Here, she meets him. Andre, the futre king, the next heir. But now he needs a wife, and maybe, just maybe, he'll find Adalene.
But when a small lie takes over her life, can she fix it, or will she be forever living in a fake life, someone shes not, but someone she wants to be?