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He took her hands at the wrists and removed them from where she clutched at his throbe. 

"She is a member of the House of Jaquir. The fact that your blood runs through her veins is 

only more reason for her to be separated and properly trained before her 

betrothal to Kadeem al-Misha."

"Betrothal?" Wild with fear, Phoebe clutched at him again. "She's only a child. 

Even in Jaquir you don't marry off children."

"She will be married on her fifteenth birthday. The arrangements are nearly complete. 

Then she will at last be of some use to me as the wife of an ally."

Sweet Revenge

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Princess Haya, daughter of the late King Hussein of Jordan, 
applied Tuesday for protective orders using laws intended to 
safeguard victims of forced marriage and domestic abuse. 
The forced marriage protection was for her children.


TIME

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"Can't." Phoebe leaned against the stall door and waited for the nausea to pass. 
"We can't ever go back. He was going to send you away, baby."

"Away? "

"To Germany." With an unsteady hand Phoebe found a handkerchief and dried
her damp face. "I won't let him send you away, to marry you off to a man 
who could be like him." Steadier, Phoebe knelt and wrapped her arms 
around her daughter. "I won't see you live your life the way 
I've had to live mine. It would kill me."

Sweet Revenge

why Americans love the royals

She’d been to the palace before. The first time, nearly seven years earlier, she’d thought it was a fairy tale sprung into three dimensions. She was older now, though she wasn’t sure about wiser. Cordina was a country. The palace was a building, a beautiful one. 

Fairy tales were for the very young, the very naive or the very fortunate.

Command Performance

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Huffington Post: "We are fascinated and obsessed with fairy tales. They have been a part of our society’s fabric since childhood."

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Throwing her arms around him, she brought him to her for a kiss, a bargain sealed, a life begun. She laughed and pressed her lips to his throat. 

"Fairy tales," she said, half to herself. "I’d stopped believing in them." 

"And I.’’ His lips found hers again. 

"But no more. Tonight you’ve given me even that”

Command Performance

"Put the ring on Alex, before it strikes twelve."

"That is heritage." And she could accept it. "We’re so different," she said, half to herself. 
"You speak of heritage and you mean centuries of responsibility and tradition. 
When I think of it, I think of my father’s business and the headache someone’s going to be saddled with one day. Or I think of my mother’s Faberge bowl. 
Heritage for me, and I suppose for most Americans, is tangible. 
You can hold it in your hand. 
For you it’s more nebulous, but a hundred times more binding." 
For several moments he said nothing. 
She couldn’t know how deeply her words, her empathy had affected him.


Command Performance

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American Women Who Became Princesses

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Looking down, she saw the ring glow against her finger. A promise. A lifetime.
"I love you, and nothing's ever been more true." 
"Share my home." He caught her ring hand in his and pressed his lips to the palm. 
"Yes."
"And my family." She twined her fingers with his. "Yes." 
"And my duty."
"From this moment." She wrapped her arms around him.



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