Too filthy to be a fairytale... A few years ago, I was an impoverished cocktail waitress. Then I fell in love with Prince Max - he of the impossibly cute dimples, the nickel sized cleft in his chin, and the six pack abs so ripped I mended them every night with my tongue. We got married and I was walking-into-walls deliriously happy. I didn't expect entitled, greedy thieves to arrest Max in an attempt to overthrow the monarchy. I...