A Royal Pain (The Royals Trilogy Book 1) by Brown Tara

Author:Brown, Tara [Brown, Tara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2016-10-31T23:00:00+00:00

If I didn’t take selfies my friends wouldn’t even know what I look like.

Chapter Eleven

I’m Thank and FULL

November—lucky I love fall

Ten things I was grateful for when Thanksgiving hit:

I got new Lulus in the mail the day before Thanksgiving.

I had a boy who kissed me every single second of the day and never asked for anything.

I was pretty sure I was going to lose my V any minute, and I could easily say I loved the person I would lose it to.

I had almost straight A’s, even if it was totes thanks to the boy kissing me and his strict schooling regime. He was like a British dictator.

Hattie had flown in for the holiday and was staying at the house.

Sheila HATED Hattie.

Hattie couldn’t give a shit about it.

Jess was dating Aaron and he was sweet to her in a way I had never seen before.

Linna and I were in therapy.

Oh snap, I almost forgot. I was in LOVE. I knew it, but hadn’t said it. Neither had he. He kept torturing me about the ring, but I hadn’t found a way to open it.

“HA! I found it!” Jess came running into my room and dove onto the bed. She flashed her iPad at me, showing me my antique ring.

“Hey, that’s my ring.”

She pressed her lips into a thin line. “Dude, I am so sorry to have to tell you this.”

I swallowed hard. “It’s stolen?”

She laughed. “No! What? You are so crazy. No, it’s way worse than that.”

I gasped, but she cut off my dramatics. “It’s a ring from his family. He had to have put it in that antique shop. It’s worth like half a million dollars but is considered priceless, really. It belonged to the Tudor family, if you can believe it.”

“What?” I gagged a little bit. “That show with Jonathan Rhys Meyers? With Marie Antoinette?”

Jess laughed again. “Yes and no, dumbass. It’s the one with Jonathan Rhys Meyers, but Marie Antoinette wasn’t in it. It was Anne Boleyn. Good God.”

“Whatever. You mean this friggin’ ring is some royal jewelry that queens have worn?”

“Not exactly.” She reached forward, did some twisting thingy, and it snapped open. “It’s a special way of opening it. Henry Tudor used it to meet with his women.” She gushed. “Aww, look.”

I lifted my finger and smiled. In the gold he’d had someone engrave:

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