Princess Power #1: The Perfectly Proper Prince
Chapter One
Princess Lysandra
"Ouch!" Princess Lysandra threw down her embroidery and sucked at her finger. "I hate sewing!" she said crossly. "My needle is always pricking me."
Princess Gabriella, Lysandra's older sister, looked up from her own stitching and frowned. "Practice makes perfect."
"But sewing's not something I want to be perfect at," Lysandra grumbled. "Why can't I learn to use a sword, like Cousin Owen?" Her cousin had begun fencing lessons a year ago when he turned ten, the same age Lysandra was now.
Brushing back her golden locks, Gabriella sighed. "You know the reason. Princesses have no need for swords."
"And no need for husbands either, right?" Lysandra said, slyly changing the subject.
Gabriella blushed. "That's not true. I'd marry in a minute if the right prince came along."
"What was wrong with the last one?"
"Prince Hubert?" Gabriella sniffed. "He had the table manners of a pig. He rooted around in his food and mixed his peas with his mashed potat ... read full excerpt from: Princess Power #1: The Perfectly Proper Prince ebook