Novel & Cerita 7 Princes

Her name is White and we promised each other to get what we truly deserve. "My Lady?!" The Chief elder called out. It seems they've been talking to me and my silly mind has been playing a hide and seek game with me. "These are the late king four four princes, mere looking at them, they're ready and being groomed for this very day to come; they're handsome, fearless, compassionate and above all has the warrior spirit." The Orator said.

I spoke as I extended my hand to him. A simple and brief kiss, half a dozen words exchanged and the princes were emerging, one by one. Beelzebub was second and right behind him came Mammon who was accompanied by Belphegor. A sleepy and seemingly sly Belphegor. Alastor was the fifth to arrive and as soon as his lips touched the back of my hand, came Azazel who dragged with her the princess Kezabel. It was common for princes to be separated and treated like bombs about to explode - after all... they were too peculiar and too volatile to deal with each other. And how the hell could it be different when all 9 infernal princes were too eccentric for their own good?

"Nala is also a gifted girl. I would be very proud of you as your wife if you married her." Fearing that Nerissa would continue saying such obscene things, he quickly went back to the Denverville branch of Harmony Clinic. "So, nothing much happened?" Deborah asked. Felix shook his head. "No, just a guy called Zayn Palmer came. He seemed to be the sixth prince from the royal family." When Deborah heard this, she frowned. "The sixth prince? That man is incredibly vengeful, but he is royalty, after all. Without a public conflict, he wouldn't dare act too boldly. For now, there's no need to worry too much."

gods, the words Zuri said almost made me like her way too much, more than I already do. Nobody has ever defended me. Even if she really can't do much, the intention is all that matters to me. Tilting a bit closer to me, Zuri whispers to my hearing alone, "They are the four princes from the founding families." That makes me frown. What would they want from me? Sweeping his head to the side, a third one among the princes, with an irregularly trimmed brown hair, flashes a smile at me, and it makes me cringe internally.

the nurse said and bowed. If you don't know, Yna, Alexa, Me, Clarence, Blaze, Clyde, Drake and I are princes and princesses. This is because there are 6 kingdoms. First is the Fire kingdom where the prince and princess are Blaze and Alexa. Second is the Earth Kingdom of which Clarence is the prince. Third is the wind kingdom where the princess is me. Fourth is the Water kingdom where Yna is the princess. Fifth is the Ice kingdom of which Clyde is the prince. Sixth is that the Royal Kingdom is the ruler or highest and most powerful of all kingdoms and it’s prince is Drake and Princess is the princess. Maybe it’s already obvious what power we had right? But the princess is in the mortal world

"My health is failing, and the kingdom needs security. Before I pass my crown, I must ensure your future. Today, you must choose one of my sons to be your husband. You will rule by his side as the future Luna." A cold shiver ran down Seraphina’s spine. Her hands trembled slightly beneath the fabric of her dark green gown. She looked at the four brothers standing in a row, all of them staring down at her. On the far left stood Prince Jaxon, the youngest. He had a lazy, arrogant smirk plastered on his face. He was a notorious playboy, treating women like disposable toys. Seraphina knew he would betray her before the wedding night even ended. Next to him was Prince Killian, the ruthless warrior

Her second son, Benjamin Lancaster, the fourteenth prince, was still very young, only six years old. Wilfred had six sons who had been granted princely titles. Aside from Nathaniel and Frederick, who had distinguished themselves time and again on the battlefield, each of the other princes had also earned their own reputations through notable achievements. In other words, each of the other concubines had sons to rely on. Yet, Adelaide only had the fourteenth prince, who was still too young to have achieved anything. Whether he would one day make his mark remained uncertain.

I press my hand against my forehead, beginning to pace, even with my knee protesting as it does. When I look back at the Prince, he’s watching me with a calm expression, although his eyes suggest otherwise. They are ablaze with unreadable emotion, his full lips settled in a line. "My name is Hale,” he murmurs. He doesn’t offer his hand, and he doesn’t need to, because there is no way I would dare touch a pureblood. Even if his skin does look perfectly unflawed and temptingly…I shake my head. What am I thinking?

Nate made a move to the tent and we all followed him inside. When we got in, we saw that almost all of the royals were already present. Of course, they were mostly the crowned princes of each kingdom, who are able to fight to represent their family. Prince Gregory was there and also Prince Adam. Prince Eltur and Darem were present as well and they even nodded over at us. A dwarf prince that I do not recognize was sitting quietly in a corner while polishing a very huge sword. The troll Prince was also there, whose name I keep on forgetting because of how complicated it is. Even King Mruem was there, standing with a triton in his hands.

I ask curiously. "Oh, this is my favourite," Crimson says. "It's you at your engagement party." The world seems to shudder to a stop, my entire attention zeroing in on the photo. "I'm engaged?" I whisper. I better not be engaged to that older man... "Yes, of course." Crimson points to the younger man. "This is Vade, a Prince from Territory Five. You two were engaged the moment you were born. His father is great friends with yours." Nasuea twists in my stomach.