20 years ago: "I'm so sorry, your majesty she did not make it, but the baby did." The doctor said to Prince Regent George bowing to him. George stood there stunned his wife was gone he was presented with the little bundle she was wrapped in a pink blanket she looked exactly like his notated wife. He could not take it, so he sent her away. He gave her to a couple in the ton who was struggling to have a child. Present time, Kenzie had grown up all her life thinking she was a normal person, not a princess. The Prince Regent had gotten re married and had children but none of them had been named as the next heir as he felt guilty for the fact she was out there having no idea she was the future of England if she so wished. Georges mother Charlotte had kept tabs on her granddaughter all of these years, so she knew that she had grown up into a young, perfect young woman to take over the thrown. Kenzie had grown up being best friends with Daphne Bridgerton. That's how she met Anthony, her now husband. She was now 20 years old and very happy. One day they had someone from the palace show up at the Bridgerton manor looking for her and Anthony which made no sense all the officer said was that queen Charlotte wanted to see them and of course they went. When she walked in Charlotte was hit with nostalgia she looked exactly like her mother her and Anthony bow. "Come sit please." Charlotte said looking at her granddaughter a soft smile on her lips. "I have called apon you two to tell you the truth you my dear are the rightful heir to the throne of the English empire." Her and Anthony sat there gobsmacked. After a very long chat her and Anthony went back home still in slight shock at what they were just told she had claim to the throne of England and she could take it if she pleased or she could let her younger half brother have the throne the carriage was silent for the first half an hour of the ride home. Anthony: My dear what do you want to do I will support you in whatever you decide Anthony said squeezing her hand