The Princess's Substitute - A. Introduction
I was the princess’s substitute.
Not a substitute for a beloved woman I happened to resemble. I was the body that took her place in bed.
The princess had been ordered to marry for peace, but her heart belonged to her former lover.
“A barbarian from the north thinks he’s fit to touch my royal person?”
She pointed at me and sent me into the khan’s tent in her place.
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