Royal Blood (Book I)

Whispers of a lost princess, a kingdom shattered, and a brutal legacy. Seventeen years ago, Rosalie's life was stolen the night her royal family perished. Now, as the past rears its ugly head with red and yellow uniforms, Rosalie discovers the truth behind the lullabies of 'The Lost Princess of Scotland' is far more terrifying than any fairy tale. Hunted and alone, she must unravel the secrets of her royal blood before the shadows of her past consume her. Will she embrace her destiny or be another victim of a cursed throne?

The scent of baking bread still clung to the air, a familiar comfort Rosalie had always taken for granted. "Aunt, I'm afraid we have used up all of the baking flour," she announced, stepping out of the pantry. Iris, her face flushed from the heat of the stove, pulled a fresh loaf from the oven. "Never mind, my dear. I'll get some more at the market tomorrow."

Rosalie nodded, her fingers idly picking at the wooden table. "Sorry, Aunt Iris, I was lost in my thoughts once again," she mumbled, tucking a strand of blonde hair behind her ear. Her aunt’s eyebrow quirked. "Oh, and what thoughts are they?"

"Well, you see, I visited the village this afternoon to buy some more fabric like you asked me to, and there was a group of men in strange uniforms that I'd never seen before." Rosalie continued, her voice thoughtful. Iris’s hand paused, a jar of plum jam slipping from her grasp and shattering on the floor. The sound echoed unnaturally loud in the sudden silence.

Royal Blood (Book I)

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