I just had this fantastic review on amazon.com:

An Unsparing Dissection of Modern Monarchy
Queen of Deception is an entertaining portrait of the hedonistic, irresponsible, callous, drug addicted, self-indulgent members of a fictional royal family.
What is striking in a book that is unsparing in its dissection of modern monarchy is the degree of sympathy which the author displays for the central characters, the Queen and the Crown Prince. Villemann is properly sensitive to the psychological damage that royalty inflicts on those who have the misfortune to be born into it.
She explores in detail the character flaws that arise from parental indifference, loveless marriage, and relentless deference and privilege in a world of flunkies, bodyguards and media, but at the same time she grants the Queen and her son a certain indulgence. As she writes characteristically of the Crown Prince, “He was a moron, but even fools like him sometimes needed a little compassion.”
An established journalist and royal watcher, Villemann paints compelling word pictures, noting, for example, when a character tries “to let the words come out like a mild, gentle breeze,” but instead produces the sound of “a pair of scissors dropped into a rubbish grinder.” Elsewhere, the Crown Prince is described as “hiding in his own impermeable mental capsule, scraping butter off a cucumber sandwich with a faraway look in his eyes.” As previous reviewers have noted, Queen of Deception is an easy read.
If there’s a moral to the story it probably goes beyond the pros and cons of constitutional monarchy. Villemann’s tale suggests that people who are not wrapped up in their own prerogatives and their own importance are generally happier than people who are. And that, no doubt, applies to commoners as much as to royalty.

Queen of Deception