That Royal Betrothal

Hell, hath no fury like a woman scorned.When Zara, a tomboy English princess is forced to marry her betrothed, Zack, a noble Spanish prince, all hell lets loose. ***I knew I was not what she needed. I could never love her. At least not in the way she wanted me too. Zara was fierce. Zara was independent. I couldn't compare her to anyone. She was a woman of strength. Unlike most girls I had liked in the past, she wasn't afraid to speak her mind. She saw us as equals...and it scared me.Zara was fire and I was the ice. Right from the moment she begun to get under my skin, I knew it she trouble. It's always been my pleasure to write for you guys. Let's begin, shall we?*Clears voice*Open seasame!!