How many of you sighed in content when you saw pictures of Kate and William’s wedding? Or had a sappy smile on your face when Cinderella finally gets her Prince Charming at the end of the movie? (Really, you could exchange any other Disney title for this one and it would still be applicable.) And when the hot Swedish Prince married the gorgeously stunning former model, people everywhere were jealous and heartbroken all the same time. Why? Because marrying a prince is the dream, people! And NYT bestselling author Karen Hawkins totally agrees. She stopped by XOXOAD to list the top 5 reasons to marry royalty and shared an excerpt from her brand new historical romance, THE PRINCE AND I, on sale today from Pocket Books!
FIVE REASONS WHY DATING A PRINCE IS THE BEST
Let’s be honest here. At the end of the day, we’d all love to date a handsome, wealthy, deeply-in-love-with-us royal prince. I mean, what’s not to like about a prince? Here are FIVE REASONS why:
1) They have BEST PARTIES. Cinderella was not slumming when she crossed the threshold of the royal palace. There was chilled champagne, the latest fashions, amazing snacks (hey, you say ‘hor d’oeuvres,’ I say ‘snacks’), glittering decorations of crystal and gold, live music, dancing, and – of course – the handsome prince. What more could a girl want?
2) Like most fashionistas, I’m all about the ACCESSORIES. And who wouldn’t look like the It Girl with a handsome prince hanging from their arm? Think about it . . . the room is swirling with conversation, the music thumping in the background, the doors open, the herald announces, “Lady YOUR NAME wearing Gucci and a Handsome Prince!” The music and conversation stop, everyone looks your way, hungry eyes take in your gown and accessories (shoes, purse, jewels, Handsome Prince) and a million sighing hearts want to be you.
3) Dating a prince guarantees you’ll have the BEST IN-LAWS EVER. Why? Because these In-Laws can write laws. Can’t stand that late fee on your books from the Royal Library? Hate the way your local castle HOA makes you park your coach on the other side of the street? Once you’re in the Royal Fold, via a few well-written new laws, your In-Laws can make those pesky distractions disappear forever!
4) HEA. Yes, that’s right, the elusive HAPPY EVER AFTER. Princes are born under an HEA star, so finding a prince – the right prince, aka YOUR prince – lands you the kind of HEA that legends are made of.
5) And finally, the biggest benefit of dating a prince? Two words: ROYAL JEWELS. I’m just going to let you soak that in.
Excerpt from The Prince and I:
The late-morning sun slanted through the shutters as Murian sank deeper into the tub, warm water sloshing over her shoulders. The large brass tub was another prize she’d stolen from Rowallen, and she still took great delight in thinking of the earl having to use one of the small tubs she’d left behind. He’d barely be able to sit in one, his legs folded in front of him, which would be most uncomfortable.
Grinning, she slid farther down in the water so that it encircled her face and her hair fanned around her. She’d been singing her favorite song, one her mother had taught her when she was a child, about maidens and knights. With her ears underwater, her voice was muffled and—to be honest—much improved.
The warm water felt heavenly, her cares dissolving into the thick curls of lavender-scented steam that rose from the tub. It had been a long few weeks and she’d needed some time to let her cares go.
Yet try as she would, she hadn’t been able to stop thinking about the prince, wondering why he’d taken such an interest in her. Was it mere pride, because she’d bested him at a sword fight? She didn’t think so, seeing as how he’d turned the tables at the end. Though if she hadn’t slipped— No, it was better not to dwell on might-haves. Life had taught her that lesson far too well.
At one time, she’d had a new, adoring husband, a beautiful castle for a home, and a future that had seemed endless. In one day, she’d lost it all. The only way she’d been able to come to terms with such devastation was to move forward and keep moving. She missed Robert dearly and knew that a part of her always would. But as time passed and she heard stories from the windows who’d been wed for years before being parted from their husbands, she’d realized her and Robert’s relationship had only just begun to grow roots. She was certain it would have become a towering tree, had they been allowed the luxury of time. As it was, she was left with an empty heart and many sweet memories, which had been enough until now. Somehow, meeting the prince had awakened her imagination and made her wonder what if?
She shouldn’t even be thinking about the prince; she’d only met him three times, anyway. Which was three times too many. Still . . . there was something about him that stirred her curiosity. She felt as if she knew him in some way, which made no sense, for they had nothing in common. She should just forget him.
And she would, for she had many things that needed her attention far more. Like how to get the supplies to repair their cottages, and when Loudan might ease his guard and she could slip back into Rowallen.
She reached up and grasped the high sides of the tub, pulling herself into a sitting position. The water lapped at her shoulders as she leaned back against the elegant slant of the tub, her hair clinging to her neck and shoulders before floating around her in the water in red silken waves.
She sighed happily and closed her eyes. Life was always surprising. Who would have ever thought she’d meet a prince? “Prince Max,” she said aloud. “Mighty, oh-so-sure-of-himself Prince Max.”
“You called, dorogaya moya?” came a deep voice.
Her eyes flew open. Surely . . . that couldn’t have been . . .
Heart pounding, she lifted her head and peered over the edge of the tub.
The prince stood just inside her window, re-closing the shutters. When he finished, he faced her and said in a polite voice, “Good morning, Murian.”