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“Once we were outside, I was so excited I could hardly stand it. “Grandmère!” I yelled. “What’d you say to them? What’d you say to convince them to let me go?” But Grandmère just laughed in this scary way and said, “I have my ways.” Boy, did I ever not hate her then.”

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The Princess Diaries

This novel follows the story of a teenage girl who discovers she is the princess of a fictional European kingdom. The book explores themes of identity, self-discovery, and the challenges of transitioning from an ordinary life to a life of royal expectations. more

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Meg Cabot
Meg Cabot

Meg Cabot, born on February 1, 1967, is an American author renowned for her light-hearted and imaginative writing style, particularly in the realm of young adult literature. Her works, including the 'Daisy Davenport' series and the 'Princess Diaries' series, have gained widespread popularity worldwide and have been adapted into films and television shows. more

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