The Crown Prince's Consort Survival Guide

Synopsis

The crown princess, Jane Lancaster, miscarried a nearly formed male fetus again because she'd been out having fun. So the Queen, ignoring Jane's objections, named me a secondary consort to the crown prince, Edward Lancaster. On my wedding day, Jane whipped me across the face, saying, "Can't daughters of the Crawford family find their own husbands? Do you have to steal someone else's man?" Edward said that Jane was emotionally wounded and that since I'd shamelessly put myself between them, I deserved some hardship. My parents were furious. The Crawford family from Bohlenburg had been a prestigious family for generations, with relatives and connections everywhere. If it weren't for the Queen's decree, I wouldn't have married into the royal family as a concubine. My parents grabbed me and were ready to go to the King to call off the marriage, but I stopped them. When the Queen scolded Jane, I even defended Jane myself, saying, "Her Highness suddenly lost her child. It's only natural for her to be upset. "His Highness loves her deeply, while I'm only a secondary consort. I don't expect to be treated equally." Jane was all brawn and no brains, so I didn't see her as a threat. I never married Edward for his favors. What I wanted was power. I wanted no one to be able to control my life ever again.