Always a Princess

“And people say Russians are barbaric. This whole culture of marrying off young girls to old men … a tale as old as time, yet no less barbaric when done by the English.” Prince Alexander Nicholas Karalovy shook his head in disgust as a man, whose waistcoat buttons were straining at his bulging belly, nearly drooled over the décolletage of a girl at least thirty years his junior.

“You know what they say about tradition,” Hudson, his enemy turned friend, said with a laugh.

“What do they say about tradition?”

Before Hudson could answer, Alexander’s attention was pulled to a voice coming from beyond the wall of greenery behind them.