A Fortune-telling Princess Novel Novels & Stories

The treasure-house had no protection by way of chain or bar or guards. "Is this real or a dream?" Psyche asked herself. "Who this vast fortune belongs to?" "It belongs to you," the wind seemed to whisper to her. The princess stopped and thought of this as hers. She wondered how it was that of all the girls in the world she had been chosen for this terrible joy. Psyche would rather have a simple companion to play with. At last, the night had fallen again, and Psyche began to anticipate the mysterious visit. She had bathed and perfumed herself, waiting in her beautiful bed.

**A CLIP FROM THE FUTURE/ PROLOGUE*** "Kneel before me." Lady Vienna Estelle Thaleia Xaviera said to the crown prince. It's funny how she was just stalking him a few months ago, not until she read the contents of the book entitled "The Princess and her Happy Ever After.” She once was known as the Crown Prince’s stalker throughout the kingdom. That was her routine, not until she read the book that the handsome mysterious man gave her. Thinking about it now, it was too strange to receive gifts from a stranger on the street.

"You were born and raised in silver and gold. You were clothed in silk and satin. God knows the reason you are here now, dressed as a peasant, make your hands dirty with some farmer's job. But it won't last long. Your situation now is only for a short period of time, for you are destined for nobility. You will live a long and prosperous life in grace and honor." A fortune teller! What a perfect timing. When her life seemed to lose its path. All she needed now was a clue. Her heartbeat racing faster to hear the truth in the prophecy about her past. It was impossible this woman had known her before. Ava looked around quickly. Fortunately Lady Byrne and Polly were distracted by the village wome

The cover, battered and scraped as it is, is bright, in brilliant jewelled colours; an image of a prince in fine silks and a beautiful girl, riding a flying carpet over a magical city. And she knows what she is going to read, going straight to the page. "Once upon a time, there was a beautiful princess. She was called Scheherazade and she was married to a wicked king. Scheherezade was frightened that the king was going to kill her, and she knew that she was going to have to be very brave and very clever if she was going to stop him...." "What the fuck are you doing there?" A heavy-set silhouette looms at the door.

I remembered the book I read in the secret passage of our palace. In ancient times, the stars didn’t fade when morning came. Because the light they brought had no brilliance. There was a princess who was brought into the world, and like a shining star, everyone looked up to her. She was the princess in the prophecy. But in an unexpected turn of events, everything changed. Fate became reckless with her. I didn’t finish reading that book because Mother forbade it. I want to know what happened to the princess, because since the tragedy happened, the stars have lost their sparkle and light. They only appear at night to remind everyone of the princess’ presence, but many have forgotten her.

Afterward, I had introduced her to the fae creatures, who were waiting to hear of the birth of their new princess. After our coronation, Buppig had come to Lily and I, showing us the Book of Prophecies. The golden light that had surrounded the book for so long had faded to the iron look that had taken over the one corner after the trolls had been released from their earthen prison. On the day of my daughter’s birth, a new Book of Prophecies came into being. This one, bright gold and gleaming, a new set of prophecies writing themselves for my daughter.

The Princess smiled back. After the dwarf left Are and Charlotte on the opposite corner, Are looked around making sure that no one is watching them. “Your Highness, follow me. Come to witness the book that is written as a prophecy all over the ages. This book came from the unknown and was believed that it was given by the spirits, never touched by who except the ones who have royal blood…”

EVE'S POV:- "Let me tell you the story of two. A Prince who was beautiful, and a Princess who was stunning too. The prince was in Egypt while the princess was caged in mountains unknown. One night, the prince had a dream, a beautiful fairy princess singing a song. He fell for her the very moment and started his journey to find the beauty he was in love with. Year after year, he got nothing but sand. Then he was given a cap that guided him towards a land. Sitting with the fire every night, he prayed and recited some verses to get what he desired. One after another, thirteen nights goes by, everything he saw but the princess who was shy. The fourteenth night came with a hope, and then she came

, She shouted and hugged Aurora tightly. "Oh My God! Char, you're strangling me." "Oops! Sorry." Her stomach grumbled. "Hunger!" "Let's bake those cookies." "Okay", she said and picked up her phone. "Aurora?" "Yes?", She said still mixing the dough. "Do you know The Crown Prince of Valtoria, Prince Zuerien?" "Who is that?", Aurora asked squeezing her nose. Charlotte face pamled herself. "Do you live in a cave?" "I think so."

What’s the difference between me and a lapdog? I noticed someone exiting the company’s main doors behind us. Instantly, I put on a new face. "Adrian," I said sweetly, "how can you say that? What’s so bad about being the princess’s kept man? Earning her affection should be your honor." Adrian cracked. He shouted, nearly unhinged, "No, it’s not! I don’t even have a job anymore. Without an income, I’m completely at her mercy—a puppet. What do people think of me now? That I used my body to climb up the ladder? That I’m just a man living off a woman?