How a Firewood Girl Captured the Heart of a Prince Who Came Home to Marry Another Woman

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Her mother smiled behind her.

“Tomorrow, you must carry yourself like a princess.”

Adana lifted her chin.

“Mama, I do not need to act like one. I was born for it.”

In the servants’ quarters behind the mansion, two young women folded freshly washed clothes.

Amaka, one of the maids, leaned close and whispered, “The prince is coming here tomorrow. Imagine continue reading …