The Pretender
by Katie Ward
Genre: YA Fantasy/Retelling
Release Date: September 2018
Summary:
by Katie Ward
Genre: YA Fantasy/Retelling
Release Date: September 2018
Summary:
In
rural France, two babies are born just two hours apart but to two very
different lives. Isabella is born as a Princess into a life of opulence and
love while Sophia is born into a life of poverty and abuse at the hands of her
father.
‘The
Pretender’ follows the journey of Isabella and Sophia as their paths cross and
after discovering how alike they look, they decide to switch places with each
other. Sophia is seeking sanctuary from her abusive home while Isabella is
seeking freedom from the tightening burden of her Royal title.
‘The
Pretender’ is a story of friendship, love and the strange power of destiny.
At
the time Sophia and Princess Isabella switched places, it was agreed it would
be for one week. However, after Isabella fails to return, Sophia is faced with
undertaking her first royal engagement with Prince Frederick of Switzerland.
*
Red-hot droplets rain down on my skin from the shower, the discomfort strangely
therapeutic to my troubled mind. What is it that I'm feeling right now . . . Is
it anger? Is it sadness? Or is it fear?
No, it's not anger. I conjure up the image of
Isabella in my mind and I don't blame her; this was her only shot at freedom
and so I completely understand why she didn’t return. And it’s not sadness, no,
not at all.
It's fear
that is coursing through my body, making me tremble from within because now the
stakes have risen in a way I was never prepared for. With the help of Baptiste
I've managed to fool Isabella’s closest family members - but under the intense
scrutiny of the public eye and all those cameras and journalists, will the
cracks be magnified to the point where the truth is undeniable? Just one
mistake, one wrong word, could bring this precarious house of cards collapsing
down around us, revealing me as an imposter – a pretend princess - but also plunging
Isabella into the greatest danger she's ever faced.
This isn't a game anymore, and the repercussions could
be catastrophic.
Stepping out of the shower, I see that my skin is
bright red as I pull the huge soft towel tight around my body before walking
into the bedroom.
‘What on earth took you so long?’ Alix says from my
armchair, looking out of the window into the gardens.
‘You need to get a move on. Frederick’s here and
he’s waiting to see you.’
Unaware there was anyone else in
the room, I recoil with fright.
‘Sorry,
Isabella, I didn't mean to scare you but Mama was so insistent that I come and
get you, and you know what she’s like.’
Still tense from the fright, I snap, ‘Oh, for
goodness sake, is there really such a rush? He'll be here for a whole week and
he's managed however long without my company. Will another fifteen minutes
really hurt him?’
Alix fixes me with a puzzled expression. ’Isabella,
what on earth has got into you? When do we ever leave our state guests waiting?
Mama told you last week, so you were supposed to be ready. Plus, you might find
you're not disappointed when you do.’ She gives a sly grin.
I start to put on my make-up before dressing. ‘What
do you mean by that?’
‘I'm not saying another word. Just get yourself
ready and then you can see for yourself.’
My hands tremble as I try to pick out an outfit
before finishing my make-up in a way that still looks casual.
‘How do I look?’ I turn to Alix, waiting for her
seal of approval.
‘No way! What - are you going to the market? No, you're
going to meet the Prince of Switzerland, and it's an official engagement. He
isn't here for croissants, coffee and a girly chit chat.’
Alix disappears into the dressing room and returns
with a smart green dress that falls just below the knee. It’s a lot more formal
then I would normally wear but still quite nice . . . the thick material belies
that it’s designer. I’ve never worn a designer outfit in my life.
I select a pair of patent black high heels to set
it off - and I'm finally ready to meet the Prince. As I get closer to the State
Room my nerves give way to excitement. The Prince of Switzerland! But this is
Isabella’s childhood friend so I can’t afford to get this wrong.
‘Are you ready, Isabella?’ I see Alix smile understandingly
as she leans in to give me a gentle hug.
‘No, I’m terrified - but here goes nothing.’ The
doors fly open and, holding my head high, I walk into the room towards Mama and
Daddy and the handful of guests assembled around them.
‘Isabella, you remember King Theodor II, Queen Katharina
IV and of course Prince Frederick who needs no introduction obviously.’ My
father smiles broadly at Mama.
I curtsy, say a polite hello to the King and Queen,
then feel the weight of all eyes upon me as I turn to greet Prince Frederick.
Gently clasping his hand, I feel a surge of electricity. Time stands still as I
look into his large blue eyes; silently I trace his handsome but kind face with
my eyes. His blond hair sets off his blue eyes perfectly as he stands in a navy
suit and crisp white shirt, appearing more businessman than prince.
‘How have you been, Isabella? It's so nice to see
you again’.
‘I've been very well, thank you, Frederick,’ I say
stiffly. ‘I hope everything has been well with you?’ I see him smile and watch
as it turns into a broad grin.
‘Yes, I too have been very well, thank you,
Isabella . . . but I must confess that I've really been looking forward to
seeing you again.’
I feel my cheeks flush before giving a nervous
smile. He's obviously taken with Isabella and I must make sure that I don't let
myself get caught up in the romance of this situation. I'm not Isabella and the
compliments and affection that he gives me belong to her.
‘I must confess the same too, Frederick. I'm really
looking forward to our engagement - I mean, our joint royal engagement in Paris,’
I stutter.
‘We're so pleased to hear that,’ King Henri says
with a twinkle in his eye. ‘You're both heirs to your respective thrones so
it's great for you to do this together.’
‘I completely agree, Henri,’ nods King Theodor.
‘Much better than the stuffy way we had to learn - but the monarchy was a
totally different beast back in those days. It’s all so modern now.’
About the Author
Katie Ward always knew that she wanted to write for a living. After completing a degree in Journalism at the University for the Creative Arts in Farnham, she moved to Dublin. While there, she had a short story published in an anthology titled Do the Write Thing which was part of a competition being run by Irish TV show Seoige and O’Shea. This story was originally written when Katie was 14 after she was inspired by an article in her favourite teen magazine. The anthology reached the Irish Bestsellers List. Katie was also shortlisted for a competition judged by Man Booker Prize-winning author Roddy Doyle a few months later.
The Pretender is her first Young Adult novel.
Katie Ward always knew that she wanted to write for a living. After completing a degree in Journalism at the University for the Creative Arts in Farnham, she moved to Dublin. While there, she had a short story published in an anthology titled Do the Write Thing which was part of a competition being run by Irish TV show Seoige and O’Shea. This story was originally written when Katie was 14 after she was inspired by an article in her favourite teen magazine. The anthology reached the Irish Bestsellers List. Katie was also shortlisted for a competition judged by Man Booker Prize-winning author Roddy Doyle a few months later.
The Pretender is her first Young Adult novel.
Author Links:
Twitter - @KatieWWriter
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Instagram - @KatieWWriter
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