A Christmas Prince The Royal Wedding の小説・ストーリー

His uncle and cousins are urging him to join the company and he said he will join once he accomplishes something in life. . Sitting on a horseback he was looking like a prince. The baraat procession filled with colours of joy and fervour stood at our entrance. I was decked up in a wine lehenga accompanied by traditional jewellery. Like the princess that I was, I wore my grandmother's jewellery. All beautiful and elegant. Feeling someone’s presence I lifted my eyes to look at the person through the mirror and I couldn't believe my eyes. I rubbed them again to be sure but it was true my prince stood behind me. Our gazes met through the mirror. He kept his hands on my shoulder and slowly turned

In a festive palace, crowds swim into the vast compound as the streets are filled with people in different colorful attires. The roads were well-tiled and smooth, people moving with horses, some were walking by foot, carrying baskets and boxes of food and fruits, and some people were in cars. Along the road, people moved towards the main palace of King Cassian Von Vendela. It was the wedding ceremony of Prince Thibor, the third prince, he was to get married to a vampire princess of one of the generals, the general of the East's daughter.

When they've settled inside the Royal private jet, Kamil saw it as the chance to remind the prince about the news. "What is it?" Percy groaned out in frustration as Kamil handed over the Samsung S22+ phone to him. "The king of the great kingdom of Katula has announced the wedding of prince Percy. Our eldest prince is set to get married in September and....." Percy threw the glass of wine on his table to the ground.

“I heard you, Henry. You're whining about your incapability to control the growing number of people on the street, demanding you to show yourself in public.” “You know perfectly well that I am capable.” Said Henry hotly. “The rule prevents me from claiming my place.” “You know how to claim your place, and still you can’t. That’s incapable.” Replied Andrew calmly. His eyes occasionally glanced at his phone. Henry knew Andrew was right. The rule dictated the crown prince had to be matured in age and married when he claimed the title. He was mature, okay. It turned out, in a modern day like today, marriage wasn’t an easy thing to do.

It was one puffed handed, off shouldered and had a slit at the back that went up to my thigh. I got up, the silver heels had added four inches to my height. My manicured finger held on to the silver clutch they'd given me. My hair was curled and styled up, nothing went down my back, only a few loose strands hung down my face, accentuating my round face that had light make up on. I looked like a princess straight out of a fairytale. That was the first time I was dressed this good. I wouldn't even have looked this good on Caleb's wedding and I. I smiled, my red lipstick glistening in the dimly lit room.

When it opens, the world shifts into lights and music. I tighten my grip and link my arm through his as we enter the welcome wedding party. He looks breathtaking in his navy suit—his hair was pushed to the side, and his jawline was sharp enough to kill someone. My prince charming, and I’m… his temporary Cinderella. Our worlds should never touch. Yet here I am, craving a place in his. Reality hits like a tidal wave. It crashes, cruel and loud. I have no fairy godmother. Only myself to get me through this.

“You may not be the same boy I fell in love with all those years ago, but some things never change. So—what do you want, Jordan?” He exhaled slowly, the tension leaving his shoulders as if he’d been bracing for this moment all night. His hands fell to his sides, fingers curling slightly as he gathered his courage. “I know we talked about doing a movie night,” he began carefully, choosing his words with obvious effort. “And I was hoping… since tomorrow is Christmas Eve… maybe we could do it then?” He swallowed, nerves threading through his voice. “That way, I’d get to wake up with you both on Christmas morning.”

The townsfolk and the nobles speculated it to be a bad luck since today was when the marriage hast to take place between prince Jion and the unknown cursed princess. “Prince Jion, the royal family was waiting in the baron court.” The male servant informed him. He was now groomed up for the wedding, wearing his finest one to show his superiority as the prince of the land. He had heard that some other nobles from all provinces came to witness the event.

Memories of their first meeting dancing in her mind as she felt the exhaustion of her weeping kicking in. *** The bellow of a hunting horn echoed throughout the plaza, drawing in the attention of the masses. "Hear ye! Hear ye! The Crown Prince of Enoch has been officially wed to the Duchess of the Kingdom of Lestria. Hereby commencing the peace between the two countries! Three Cheers for the wise, venerable and benevolent king! Long live the King! Long live the King! Long live the King!" the town crier rang out.

He took some step to walk out but again stop "Oh and please book a grand hotel for my date with miss Jenna tonight. He said and walked away from there. Cherry looked at the retreating figure of this brave prince with her blurred eyes. Sometimes she hates that she allow him to make her feel like this. She hates him for doing this to her, She felt ashamed of herself now. Knowing he has a girlfriend whom he is about to get married to. Wiping her tears She took her phone and called the best hotel in the capital city. "H-Hello this is PA of Prince Cable knight I would like to book the entire top floor for our prince date night" After confirming the book she cut the call and wipe her tears. "If I