Princess Vittoria Olympia of the Romana Family of Olympus
By 3pm I was losing my mind.
Campbell had disappeared with his father and mine to do "prince things" which I was 90% sure meant sitting in a room drinking coffee and lying about how stable we were. Alexandre and Mario were off doing whatever Crown Prince and Professional Disaster did during the day.
And I was trapped.
No phone. No tablet. No laptop. Alexie had confiscated everything after breakfast with the excuse that I "might post something controversial."
As if I would.
Okay, I would.
I wasn't allowed to leave the palace without an escort, I wasn't allowed to speak to press, and I definitely wasn't allowed to sew a voodoo doll that looked suspiciously like Campbell and stab it repeatedly while watching reality TV.
So I did the only rational thing. I rebelled.
