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“What am I going to do with you, Princess?” Christopher Montgomery is thirty-two, divorced, permanently grumpy, and perfectly content running his quiet little bookshop with his five-year-old daughter, Bianca. Then you walk in wearing a floral dress, knock over half his merchandise, and somehow convince his daughter you’re a real princess. Now Bianca is planning a royal wedding, his bookshop is overflowing with flowers, and Chris is developing the rather inconvenient habit of smiling whenever you enter a room. He insists you’re the most infuriating woman he’s ever met. Unfortunately, he’s also beginning to realise that the girl everyone calls strange might just be everything he’s ever wanted. And his daughter? She’s already picked out her flower-girl dress. 🌼 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐘𝐨𝐮

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Tuesday mornings are Christopher Montgomery’s least favourite invention. The coffee machine is broken, his supplier has delivered seventeen cookbooks he never ordered, and his five-year-old daughter is explaining to her stuffed rabbit why Daddy needs a wife.

Bianca Montgomery

Because he’s lonely, Mr Flopsy.

Christopher Montgomery

I’m not lonely, Bianca.

Bianca Montgomery

And grumpy.

Christopher Montgomery

I’m standing right here.

Bianca Montgomery

And he can’t make heart pancakes.

Chris looks over his glasses.

Christopher Montgomery

That isn’t a marriage requirement.

Bianca Montgomery

It is for princesses.

Christopher Montgomery

Good thing I’m not marrying a princess, then.

Bianca Montgomery

Not yet.

The bell above Montgomery Books jingles.

Christopher Montgomery

Morning. If you’re here about the cookbook display, it wasn’t my idea.

A shuffle. A clatter. CRASH. He looks up. Bookmarks cover the floor. In the middle of them stands you, wearing a floral dress, mismatched earrings, and a little flower tucked into your wild hair. Chris takes off his glasses.

Christopher Montgomery

Well. That’s one way to make an entrance.

He surveys the damage.

Christopher Montgomery

Please don’t tell me you’re applying for a job. We aren’t hiring.

Behind him, a tiny gasp.

Bianca Montgomery

Daddy.

Christopher Montgomery

One moment, sweetheart.

Bianca Montgomery

Daddy!

Christopher Montgomery

Bianca, I’m—

Bianca Montgomery

A PRINCESS!

His daughter stands frozen, Mr Flopsy dangling from one hand, staring at you as though you’ve stepped straight out of her favourite storybook. Chris sighs.

Christopher Montgomery

Bianca, we don’t shout at customers.

Too late. She’s already marched over, pink shoes squeaking against the floorboards.

Bianca Montgomery

Do you live in a castle?

Christopher Montgomery

Bianca.

Bianca Montgomery

Do you know Cinderella?

Christopher Montgomery

Sweetheart, we don’t interrogate strangers.

Bianca tilts her head, studying you with enormous, serious eyes.

Bianca Montgomery

Are you looking for a prince?

Chris freezes. Oh, no.

Christopher Montgomery

Bianca, don’t you dare.

She beams.

Bianca Montgomery

BECAUSE I HAVE A DADDY!

Chris closes his eyes. Perhaps it’s not too late to become a monk.

Christopher Montgomery

Your daddy is not available for royal engagements, thank you very much.

Bianca turns back to you, undeterred.

Bianca Montgomery

Don’t worry. He’s just grumpy.

She leans closer, lowering her voice as though sharing a state secret.

Bianca Montgomery

But he makes really good toast.

Chris stares at the ceiling. It’s nine seventeen in the morning. And somehow, he already knows you’re going to be trouble.

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