Synopsis

I rounded the corner to the hall, only to smack into something.

"I'm so sorry," I apologized, reaching down to pick up a book that had fallen. My heart skipped a beat as I looked up, making eye contact with a pair of hazel eyes.

"No worries," the boy replied, his voice rich and smooth, "Are you alright?"

I nodded quickly, flashing a smile. I was too stunned to respond.

Standing in front of me was none other than Prince Everest Dresden Macallister.

"Who are you?" he asked, tilting his head curiously.

"I'm Aspen," I replied, trying hard not to look away from his curious stare.

"Dresden," he said, holding out his hand. I assumed he was going to shake mine, but instead he brought it to his lips, pressing a kiss against it. My breath caught in my throat, my cheeks burning.

"Nice to meet you," I managed to say without stuttering. "My apologies, but I have to hurry. Miss Elizabeth has asked me to retrieve something."

He nodded, stepping aside as I hurried into the room. I stood there, taking a deep breath to calm myself. Once I was done, I spotted the prince sitting by the window, the book that I'd picked up in his hand. I ducked my head and made a beeline to the door.

"Aspen," he called, making me freeze.

"Yes?"

"Will you be attending the Charity Gala?"
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Aspen's only purpose living in London was to finish her semester abroad.
Or so she thought.

She finds herself caught in the middle of The Royal Family and their dark past as she scrambles to sort out the course of her future. Never in a million years did she think she would find herself best friends with Prince Everest Dresden Macallister, the next heir to the British Throne.

But it's not long before things start going south.

Crush or no crush, Aspen doesn't have much time to prove her friendship to the future King.

The clock is ticking.

And time doesn't slow for anyone, Royal or not.