The Wronged Princess - Book I

copyright © 2012 by Kathy L Wheeler

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. 
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. 
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Pro
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gue

Chapter 1
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Chapter 3
3

Epi
l
ogue I

Epilo
g
ue II

The Re
a
l Epilogue

Excerp
t
“The Unlikely Heroine – Book II”

Excerpt “The Surp
r
ising Enchantress – Book III”

The Wronged Princess

Book I

Kae Elle Wheeler

Pr
o
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“’Tis time to set our plan in motion, Thomasine.”

“She is very young,
oui
?” Que
en Thomasine
,
of Chalmers Kingdom, spoke
in
hushed tones
to her twin sister
—
Cinderella’s
illustrious
fairy godmother
. 
“She cannot be more than all of seventeen, I vow.
”
The queen was
mamán
to none other than Prince Edric Osmond Thorn VIII, otherwise referred to as—Prince Charming,

“
’Tis only two years younger than my nephew
,
ma chére
. 
You know as well as I, some of these backward monarchies
approve marriage
s
for
their heirs
as young as twelve
. 
And
to
such
elderly sovereigns
.
”
T
he
vision in pink
shuddered
. 
“
Why, Eleanor of Castile was sent to England as Edward
’s bride when she was but ten.
Absolutely
appalling.”

Thomasine ignored her sister’s comment with compressed lips
and paced the small
sparse
chamber
. 
She preferred not to think of a ten year old being forced into such a situation
. 
What she did prefer to think of, however, was how enamored her son was over the unknown beauty seen fleeing
the ballroom
at the stroke of midnight a
sennight
prior
. 
A lovely ball she herself had staged
. 
“Are yo
u certain this scheme of yours sha
ll work
?
The chit managed to dislodge her glass slipper on the stair in her haste to depart
. 
That silly boy of mine has the ridiculous notion of trying
it
on
every maiden
in the kingdom
to
find
her
. 
If that is not the most preposterous idea I have ever heard…
”

A suspicious snort sounded from her twin
. 
Thomasine looked up quickly
. 
She detected
nothing in
her sister’s
gaze
, just intelligent gray eyes
that mirrored
her own
. 

Thomasine
sighed.
“
I realize he is only nineteen, but
I fear he may be following in my dear Osmond’s stead
. 
As much as I adore my husband
and king
—why
I vow this monarchy would have long since perished without my brains and intuitiveness.
”

The smile her sister bestowed was condescending at best.
“
’
Twill be difficult, dear, but
’
tis
all for the greater good
,
just as we’d discussed
. 
You shall see.
”
Her sister’s lack of concern was most unnerving
. 
I
t was
all
Thomasine could do
,
restrain
ing
the effort
s
to confront her son
to
tell him her
vexations
on the matter
. 
But young men rarely listened to their mothers
, no matter how wise
the action
.

H
ands fisted at hips,
Thomasine
considered
Faustine
’s
petite figure and
elegantly styled coiffure, so similar to her own
. 
“
You realize a
skilled formula is
necessary
in
camouflaging
Prince’s
powers of recognition,
non
?
We would not want to hamper the outcome of our little
undertaking
. 
The whole purpose is teaching him to
think through
his
impulsive
tendencies.
”

“
Oui, oui
.
”
Faustine
stood quickly—poised
—
rather, to make her unusual exit.

“Not to mention our future princess has seen you
. 
Once she sees me
—
I am queen, you know
…
and,
well, we do resemble one another,
non?
”

“
Oui,
Thomasine
. 
Now
,
if you’ve no more
obstructions to
impinge
my delay?”

“
Vite
…wait!” Thomasine said
. 
The
frothy
pink gown
her sister
wore
reminded
Thomasine
of
an overly sweet confection
. 
Dotted with an egregious
host of tiny diamonds
—
a bit much in her opinion
—she thought the
dress
might
better serve
as a beacon in the eye of a storm.
“What of the powers bestowed by
the mysterious
Monsieur
Pinetti
?
”

“What of them?
”

Thomasine studied her expression carefully
. 
Still,
not
a
twinge of concern marred her brow
. 
How did she do it
?
“Will he consider this an abuse of power?”

“
Bah, h
ow will he find out,
ma chére
?
Do not worry so
. 
What can go wrong?
”
With a flick of
the thin
silver baton
she held
—
Poof
!
She
dissipated
,
leaving an air of sparkling shimmers
in her wake
.

“
What, indeed?
”
Thomasine
said to the now empty chamber
.

Chapter 1

Cinderella could not believe it
—s
he’d lost
her shoe
, and
it was
glass too
. 
“Oh,” she choked out to her friend in the corner
,
Marcel
, he
r own
sweet
pet; a
gray
dor
mouse
so
generous with his company. “What will Fairy Godmother say?” She sniffed back
irritating
tears.

Marcel
cocked his head to one side and perched on his hind legs
squeaking his
acquiescen
ce
.

“
T
hank you
. 
I appreciate your loyal support
. 
But the answer is easy,” she told him, shaking her head in complete disagreement
. 
“She will
only
tell me how irresponsible I
’ve
been
.
”
Cinderella
scowled
. 
’
Twas a shame
her nature disallowed her
drop
ping
to the floor
in the wake of self-pity
. 
“There’
s no way back to find the blasted thing either
. 
That ridiculous coach has already morphed back into
a
big fat pumpkin.
”
’Twas
only
by
sheer
luck
she
,
in the interim
,
had not
been
dwarfed
into
a
seed
.