The royal disgrace, that's what they called me in the media. The princess who you never quite knew whether she'd make the next day's newspaper or end up in the emergency room. Everyone recognized me immediately. And then I saw him. He was leaning casually against a wall, hands in his pockets, dark eyes coldly scrutinizing me, as if he could unmask me with a single glance. I walked past him, shook too many hands, and then... Finally, there was peace when I reached my room.
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