Voluptuous Royalty

The sun was unbearably hot that day.The fact that I was partially leaning against the side bars of a sea ship, with seagulls flying over the pier and a turquoise sea below, also did not help much in disguising the feeling of intense heat and the growing need to jump into the water. But considering that we were still moored on the shore of the immense ocean that would accompany us for three months of travel, I was content only to shake my face in search of some refreshing breeze.Downstairs, gathered in a small group of people surrounded by security guards, were my sisters and their new boyfriends, casting goodbye nods that I had already lost the patience to reciprocate five minutes ago, when I noticed that the ship was taking longer than usual to leave. Someone should still be saying goodbye to the family members at the pier, since we would not leave until all the passengers have boarded.If that ship were commercial, I would have already given up on the idea of staying so many days

The day was gloriously blue and clean.Accustomed to the weather in Denmark, being in Brazil was always a delicious surprise. Sunny days could be turned into rainy or cloudy in a matter of seconds, because the gods decided to bless that country with a stunning and tropical beauty. I loved being in Brazil. And I loved the fact that my father "the king" could not attend political meetings, and needed to send me in his place. Because visiting new countries, gaining new knowledge and improving my skills in foreign languages was an invaluable achievement.That ship was leaving back to my house, but it was nothing new that it was full of influential and well-known people from that country. That vessel was private, coming from my own province, and was taking those people to perform the task that my father thought was interesting. But, to be honest, it was a little complicated to pretend that we weren't fooling all those people.That wasn't an ordinary work trip. Of course, everyone would sti

"What do you think of this dress? "Asked Gisele, turning to me with the clothing still hanging on a hanger, which at the moment was in front of her body. "It looks light and elegant, doesn't it? Give me an honest opinion."It's not as light as you would expect from a silk, it's made of nylon and has a ridiculous fit for our body type, so that makes the whole set ridiculous too. You will look like a whore inside him "I replied at the same time, crossing my fingers below my chin and watching my dear younger sister's face become totally blushed. "You are the one who asked for a sincere opinion.“Jussara? Do you think it's possible for a dress to make me look like a whore? "Reclaimed Gisele, turning to our advisor, who at the moment was lying next to me in bed, typing cute messages with her boyfriend."No, you're wonderful," Jussara said in an automatic and vague tone.I rolled my eyes and sighed softly."She says this to everyone who signs her check at the end of the month. Don't be fool

"As your friend, can I say that I find this whole situation very ridiculous? " Nicolau squinted, still leaning against the canopy of my bed, as he judged me with his attentive light eyes, although I could not see him completely."You can talk, but I choose not to listen," I returned, giving a mocking giggle.As I was in front of the bathroom mirror, facing the door, I could see when Nicolau approached the cabin. He was my personal guard and only friend inside the court, but a nice inconvenience in personal matters. We have been close since I understood each other, since Nicholas was raised in the castle, although without all the privileges I had for containing the royal blood running through my veins.He was a man that some even said was very similar to me. Dark hair, light skin and clear eyes. This was not a novelty, considering that everyone in Denmark had similar traits, as if each father or mother had committed incest at some point in their lives. Anyway, something that differenti

While the gentle sea breeze caressed my face, I was getting ready for an elegant dinner on the cruise ship. Sitting at the table, my sister, Gisele, and my best friend, Jussara, shared the excitement of that special night.The dinner promised to be delicious, but my excitement was slightly shaken when I noticed the presence of an acquaintance a few tables away. Isabela was an old rival, a superb girl and full of herself. She was always competitive and loved to show herself superior to others, especially to me."Wow, look who's here," said Jussara, noticing the tension on my face."Yes, Isabela. She seems to be having fun in her arrogance as always," I murmured."Let's ignore her and enjoy our dinner. She doesn't deserve our attention," said Gisele, trying to calm my feelings.I agreed with my sister and tried to focus on the lively conversation we had. However, every time I looked in the direction of Isabela, my discomfort increased. She was surrounded by a group of people who seemed

The tranquility of the ocean provided a rare moment of rest in the midst of all the hustle and bustle of royalty. The sea breeze was invigorating and the landscape stunning, but my mind was still shrouded in the story of the novel I was reading.Nicolau entered my box on the ship, and as soon as he saw me absorbed in reading, he waited a moment to get my attention."Your Highness, I'm sorry to interrupt you, but I need to deal with an important issue," he said respectfully.I closed the book and put it aside, turning all my attention to the commander of my Guard. Nicolau has always been loyal and diligent, so any matter he brought should be treated seriously."What happened, Nicolau? Is there a problem with the Guard?" I asked, worried.He shook his head, indicating that it was nothing related to security or the Guard."It's the Duke, sir. He is upset that Your Highness refused to attend the video call meeting with the king, his father," Nicholas explained.I sighed, already waiting f

While I was recording the animated video to share with my followers, the feeling of enthusiasm began to be obscured by a hint of nervousness. After all, being an influencer meant being constantly exposed on social networks, which was not always easy to deal with. But I learned to face the challenges with a smile, showing my followers that I am a strong and determined person.During the live broadcast, I began to receive positive and encouraging comments from many followers. This brought me joy and a feeling of connection with my community. However, I soon realized that an anonymous follower started sending threatening messages.At first, I tried to ignore the messages, focusing on continuing my video with enthusiasm. But the threats continued to arrive, becoming increasingly aggressive and disturbing. My heart accelerated and anxiety took over me. I didn't understand why someone would do this, but I knew I had to deal with the situation quickly and efficiently.With my voice still fir

As soon as Nicolau entered my room, I noticed a mischievous smile on his face. He probably already knew the reason for my happiness, but I still made a point of telling him.She accepted the gift - I said excited, showing the necklace I had given to Giovanna.I knew she wouldn't resist - Nicolau replied with a look of satisfaction. - Women love jewelry.You were right, my friend. Thank you for giving me this suggestion - I sincerely thanked you.Nicholas shrugged, as if it were no big deal, but I knew that his experience and wisdom were very valuable to me. He was always a faithful confidant and a loyal friend. Being by his side gave me security and helped me deal with the responsibilities that came with my position.If I may say, Your Highness, Giovanna is a special woman. I realized that you have a unique connection from the first moment you saw her. - Nicolau commented wisely.She really is... - I murmured, thinking about the young woman who had stolen my heart. - But, you know, Ni

Determined to thank Prince Alexander for the gift, even if I had previously refused it, I decided to go to his room. However, when I arrived at the place, I was surprised by a large number of security guards who prevented me from passing.I'm sorry, miss, but the prince's room is a restricted area - one of the security guards said firmly.But I just wanted to thank the prince for the gift he sent me - I tried to explain, but they remained inflexible.Disappointed, I turned around and decided to take a walk on the deck of the ship to relax. The night was calm and the sea breeze was comforting. However, my thoughts were still focused on the prince and his attitude.As I walked alone, I heard muffled voices coming from a darker part of the deck. Curious, I approached and realized that there were two men talking in a low tone.Did you see how the prince is acting strange on this trip? He did not participate in the video call with the king, and now refuses the gift he sent to the girl? - s