“- You're dad's heir, Vi. The new spark of this revolution - Jinx pointed out the obvious. - Too bad you'd rather suck the princess's pussy than put a bullet in her head."
or
At a royal event, Vi and Princess Cait, members of different royalties, meet for the first time.
What was supposed to be just superficial contact turns into a friendship built on text messages, sweets, phone calls, shared reading and a succession of encounters in which
a) One is clearly unaware of the other's identity;
b) Neither of them knows how to tell the truth.
What they don't realises is that this is on its way to becoming a forbidden love and that the consequences will surely arrive at their doorstep, because, being who they are and domestic politics about to give birth to a new era, no one is really out of the woods.
A/N: English isn't my first language and my translation is terrible, so pls, correct me if there are any grotesque errors that interfere with understanding. The London I write about, the RAF and the British political system and context are things that are very unfaithful to material reality - just the fruit of my sick imagination and a few hours watching The Crown for gossip.
ACT I - The dream
Where Caitlyn jumps out of the window and runs away with cupcakes, climbs a tree, is strictly forbidden to wear tiaras, Vi doesn't know how to act, Ekko is an angel, Doris gets married and Jinx is, as always, a pain in the arse like every younger sibling.
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