The Prince Is A Princess

d through the dimly lit cham

aid a silent prayer. His cabinet sat, but there was total sile

ay drenched in sweat, her golden curls plast

brutal, nearly taking her life, but she had endured. She

by," she crie

man. With trembling hands, she swa

her back. Her gaze met with the Queen's, and

ickered open. "Say

wallowed hard. "Y...your Majesty... It is a girl." Sh

s face disappeared, repl

in her ears. "A girl?" She asked in a quiet voice, and

he Queen mumbled as tea

or the birth of a prince, an hei

chaos, a daught

the silk sheets on the bed as the

hope that his heir would bring stabi

out, he would orde

trembling with exhaustion. "Fetch Harold N

h a furrowed brow. "Yo

creamed, and the

n's rage, she bowe

er footsteps echoin

dropped to the c

nst her mother's chest. A rare girl-child, born

u are. I'll give you life, my child. I will give you power agai

or, and Harold Nelson, the kingdom's most

een's haunted expression before shifting his gaz

child to be a pr

e, her voice steel.

d exh

ul modifications. Hormonal treatments

inet waiting outside. I need you to do it now!" The Queen c

Queen,"

ar her own voice over the

ll who know," Harold said, and Margaret turned

ze met, the midwife

for," she cried, tears streaming down her

Your Ma

old woman, but mercy was a luxury she could not aff

tania could not

ot as a princess, but as Prince of

d ever know

ife. But you're a loophole. Take your own life, for the benefi

n wept, but the Queen's glare became intense. Afr

. Take care of my babies," she

rough flesh followed, and blood flowe

Harold," said the queen, not looking at hi

rice." She mouthed to the hearing o