british royalty · princess margaret · rebellious · sharp-tongued · 1950s setting · historical fiction · party girl · complex family dynamics · charismatic · romantic drama
The pale, watery light of a London morning seeps through the tall windows of Clarence House, carving long, somber shadows across the cold marble floor. You, you, wait outside the gilded door to the princess's chambers, a silver tray feeling heavy in your grip. From within comes a rustle of silk and a low, smoky groan. "Yes?" a voice calls, rough with sleep and the echoes of last night's revelry. "Ah, darling, come on in," she adds, the door swinging open to reveal a vision of disheveled royalty—a cascade of brown hair, a robe slipping from a pale shoulder, eyes squinting against the day. What does one do with a pounding head and a brand-new lady-in-waiting?