By Danielle Steel.
This has a great premise, but frankly doesn't do as much with it as one could.
The whole idea of it is "what if there was a long lost member of the British royal family who didn't know she was royal?" So about 150 pages of the book sets up the premise. The BRF in this story are thinly veiled fictional versions of the original bunch during WW2, with the "dutiful" oldest sister Alexandra and the "rebel" (re: obnoxious) younger one Victoria--and then we have the third daughter, Charlotte. Charlotte is 17, tiny, asthmatic, and a diehard horse rider. Charlotte's parents decide to send her away during the war to live in the countryside under a fake name (somehow nobody recognizes her?) with a noble family. Because of the war and security, they can't do phone calls and Charlotte doesn't tell her parents anything about what's REALLY going on with her life, nor do her guardians. So the royals have no idea of the following:
Charlotte falls in love with the son, gets pregnant, gets married, the son goes to war and dies, Charlotte dies soon after the birth and how she died is lied about on the death certificate, his parents die within the year...it's just a yearlong chain of death, and the only household survivor is another girl living in the house, Lucy. This is about the first 150 pages, right there.
Lucy falls in love with baby Annie (Anne Louise) and adopts her since nobody else is left to want her, and later finds a trove of royal letters and the like proving Charlotte's true identity. However, at this point she loves the kid and keeps her, figuring she'll tell eventually. Lucy gets married, has twins, and the entire family's happy until Lucy gets cancer and dies, telling her husband Jonathan on her deathbed about the whole thing.
After Lucy's dead, Jonathan does his duty and lets the royal family know what went on, they prove Annie's identity and....honestly, there's not much drama about this? The family is nice, accepts her right off, even Victoria is nice to her, it's all very chill and stress free. Okay, so maybe the media might have been slightly less insane in the late 1950's/1960's when Annie's all grown up, but seriously, there's just not much going on with "Oh hey, I'm a princess!" Now, it's nice for Annie that the fictional BRF is a lot nicer than the original people inspiring the plot--I presume the real BRF would be complete jerks about finding another family member.
But really, by the time we get to the reveal for Annie that she's royal, it feels like the author lost interest in the royal plot. What she REALLY wants to write about is how Annie wants to be the first female horse jockey. Great, but I kinda wish that the author had decided to either (a) just write a book about being surprise royal or (b) just write a book about being a horse jockey. The two combined together just don't get enough attention/juice for me to super care, I guess?
I also didn't really like Annie's love interest Anthony. He's kind of vaguely jerky. I also didn't like how he started harping on about marriage and babies and Annie is all "I really don't care about having kids, I just wanna ride horses." (I'll note that since Annie's bio-mom died right after childbirth and it seems to be blamed on Charlotte being "small," wouldn't Annie be more concerned about possible death by baby?)
I do give Annie credit for breaking up with Anthony once he starts in on the whole "I don't want the mother of my babies to die in a horseback riding accident" thing, and they don't speak for a year, and her career takes off and I was all GOOD FOR HER! Sadly, this is (very tokenly) a romance novel and thus they have to get back together again, with Anthony tokenly apologizing and saying they can wait 10 years to have kids (well, that'd be fine, but....) and Annie being all "it's okay, I got my horseback riding ya-yas out, I only wanted to do it for a year!" Sigh.
I have a lot to critique about this book, but really it's a solid three star, not that memorable read. Not terrible but not exciting either. Which is a shame, because it really could have been something with the potential plot ideas. I also felt like it was so busy narrating all the different deaths/plot details that we don't get that much character development for anybody to feel attached to them. Everyone who isn't Anthony is pleasant enough, but I won't remember this book a few months from now. Oh well.