A Fortune-telling Princess Novel Novels & Stories

“I have never heard the like.” “They are in it together,” her sister stated, with a positively wicked grin. “Release me and you can take this one in my place.” “What’s in it for us?” “I will watch them. And when we reach land, you will be rewarded.” “How?” the oarsman asked. “Do you know who I am? No? The Princess Royal, rightful heir to the late King Gregory of Vercia. Take me back to the palace and I will give each of you your body weight in gold coins.”

Religions weren't really popular in this world but churches have an immense power because a lot of nobles are healing priestess and knight priests. These Gods and Godesses are real because I know how they interfered with the heroine's Struggles. It's not really surprising because she is the favourite child and the main character of the novel. But since I am inside an unfortunate princess, no one will alter my life except myself so I have to work hard. Ahh My mood is slowly dropping But I made a lot of progress. Yeah I did! Anyway, looking at the fountains again, I feel satisfied Good thing I requested to daddy for these fountains to be put at the entrance rather than the center which was com

My eyes get glued to a painting right behind Daxton and I slowly sit up straight, not taking my eyes off the painting. Daxton turns a bit in his seat and follows my line of sight to the painting, she has something familiar but I can’t tell what it is. “That is Princess Dyala, she was a rather unlucky girl. She was the fourth child and the only girl in the family. It always seemed as if she was adored by everyone in her family, but for at least one family member it was all an act.” Daxton says, while he lifts me in his arms and walks over to the painting.

It was here last night when I was reading. "Which one?" He tusked at the thrown cushions and started picking them up. Pushing my fallen hair at the back, I moved to the LED panel and crunched down to check the drawers. "The Cruel Prince. I was on a plot twist. Jude had killed a royal fiery. She was so badass. She hid his body and she will be in a big trouble because you see she's the mortal among fairies and that's not good. Fairies are immortal—"

Drew: I love you, too. She doesn’t care about Annie anymore, she believes that she knows the law more than her. She cannot do any harm to her. She is preoccupied with finding ways on how to stop the curse… She remembers what the fortune-teller told her… LOOK FOR THE BOOK AND BURN IT… IT IS THE ONLY WAY TO STOP THE CURSE. DO NOT ALLOW ANYONE TO KNOW ABOUT IT, OR ELSE HE WILL DIE. She then remembers what happened to the detective. It only means one thing, the statement of the fortune-teller is true. ***

"Then the sleeping queen will wake up. What does that mean, Novalee? Why are you shaking?" She dropped into the nearest wooden chair, her knees giving out. "It is an old story. A nursery rhyme from the old lands. A legend." "Tell me," I demanded. "The princess falls into a deep sleep," Novalee said, her voice trembling. "While she sleeps, the kingdom rots from the inside out. Fire licks the earth. The sky turns green because the witches are stripped of their magic, their power bleeding into the soil as nature dies. The princess wakes up in a graveyard. She walks alone through the ash, and she calls herself queen."

I explained. The general stayed quiet for a few seconds, then said "She's too quick witted, not to be up to something. You just haven't noticed it. Be alert. I know her. She may be picking up a spoon, and that may be a signal to someone." I just nodded my head. He walked away and i went back to my post only to see the princess out of her room and peeking through the door. "Where did you go?" She asked. "To the bathroom, My Princess." I answered

“It starts with a prophecy.” "When the moon reddens dark, and the Luna Stone is bound to its heart, the goddess shall awaken, her power reignited. With her return, the reign of the monarchs will end, and a new age will begin—a time of chaos, rebirth, or ruin. She shall decide: to wield the power and bring prosperity, or destroy the world that binds her." Aunt Maris’s last words and the ones on the wall of the ruins spoken aloud but to completion. By Aunt Kyline? The one who hadn’t seemed to know what Lyra was talking about when she had quoted the words. Her jaw dropped.

I said, and she immediately removed herself. "It's not much of a favour, I just need you to get me an invitation to the Girls Fiesta," she said, and I raised a brow. Rich parties again? Was Aurelia's banquet not enough? The voodoo, the blood, and the attack... I'm drained. "No," I said, and she grumbled, standing up and stomping her feet on the ground like some spoiled brat. "That carpet is worth millions. Don't let your filthy legs ruin it," I warned and turned to continue what I was doing, but she didn't give up.

"Because I wanted to be close to you and have access. I had limited resources. Especially once I moved into the castle. There are eyes everywhere. It was difficult to accomplish the cleansings even with being so close to you." "The cleansings?" Eliana gulps as she eyes the woman, "What—" The Princess does not want to believe any of this. Has her life not been disrupted and in chaos enough? What is she to do? She wants to cover her ears and pretend that the woman that has raised her from an infant is not saying any of this right now. She clenches her jaw. How much more can she take? The maid's voice settles, "Simple. I took action when deceit was afoot."