A Lullaby For A Princess Lyrics Novels & Stories

"And that is what matters. Now go to sleep. I would not want to have sung that lullaby for nothing." I nodded, a faint smile tugging at the corners of my lips. "Okay," I murmured, my eyelids growing heavy with the weight of sleep. "Thank you, Mabel," I murmured, my voice barely audible as sleep entrenched a vice like grip on my conscious. Mabel's response was a soft chuckle, her voice filled with warmth and affection. "Of course. It is not a problem princess," she replied, her words a soothing lullaby as sleep finally claimed me, wrapping me in its gentle embrace and carrying me away to the realm of dreams.

the chorus repeated, a wave of sound that threatened to drown out the delicate whisper of the wind through the leaves. A hush fell over the assembled nobles as the Princess entered the garden, her presence commanding instant respect. With a collective nod and a dip of their heads, they acknowledged his arrival, their hands clasped in a gesture of deference. “First of all, I must thank you all for coming,” Princess Ladia said, her voice a gentle melody that belied the gravity of the situation. A radiant smile, almost angelic in its beauty, graced her lips. “I am sure you are all aware of the precarious situation facing our empire.”

Yufrus replied, bowing deeply. Tobi stepped closer and gently pulled me to his side. “Friar Yufrus, I’d like to introduce you to my mate, Lila.” The friar’s eyes widened, flicking between Thefros and Tobi before settling on me. I felt his gaze linger a little too long. “Princess,” he said, taking my hand and bowing over it. His lips brushed my knuckles. “An honour.” I stared at him, stunned. That word—princess—landed like a stone in my chest. Until this moment, I hadn’t truly considered what being with Tobi might make me in the eyes of others.

“Mhm… Yes, Your Highness. You’re my prince.” Then she went on with her story, “Once upon a time, there lived a young princess named Lulu. Lulu then met another young princess named…” She paused in thought before continuing, “We'll just call her Lala. They met after Lala visited Lulu's palace with her family.”

she's not ready. And Eden knows for sure now that if she attempted to pry, to force the whole truth out of the girl, right into the open, she– “E-Eden?” She grabs the brush and returns to the Princess. “C-Can you,” the Princess swallows, looking embarrassed as she stares at her fidgeting hands, “…do you know any lullabies?” …she’ll fall apart. “I know some,” Eden nods, sitting down next to the girl who immediately scoots closer to her, “… but this one isn’t really a lullaby. It’s more of a hymn. Would you like me to–?”

She opened the door and walked out. I lay back in my bed and took a deep breath. Of course, I don’t want him to marry.. but he won’t be able to protect himself and the kingdom if he doesn’t have the numbers.. nor will he be able to get to my father as he so desperately wants. I lay there for several minutes until the door opened and in walked Lillian. “Are you alright, Princess?” She asked. I nodded my head. “Co-me lay.. with me?” I asked. A smile appeared on her face and she rushed to me and jumped on the bed.

But Elara tasted the poison beneath every smile. She swept into the hall beside her parents, Kael just behind, her gown of deep green catching the candlelight. Nobles bowed their heads, though their eyes followed her like hawks. Already the whispers had begun: The princess and the Ironfang heir. A match written by politics… or by fate. Her stomach twisted.

He obviously thinks he knows what I like. While we wait for our food, I notice that aside from the princes and me, everyone else in this building is human. Our food arrived in a few minutes, which were spent in a lovely, safe banter between the princes. Taking a look at these men, I try to remind myself why I came here, and I'm about to slip into my poker face when the band breaks into a rendition of a song Jayan explained is titled “A Thousand Years”. The words of the song have my throat tightening with feelings that I'm so scared to give a name to.

What he valued the most was her. Zackary then said, "Thirsty? There's nothing to say to an ungrateful girl like her. It's only you that care about me. You are my little princess. No matter if it's you, or the puppy you raise, I will give you all the best." The lovely scene in front of me made my already trembling heart sting more and more, like a big hand choking my neck making it hard to breathe. I didn't want to see the two of them being intimate. I dodged Zackary's hesitant outstretched hand, burying that unspeakable sourness and jealousy in the bottom of my heart.

And in that moment, I knew. Not only was I done with the engagement. I was done with him. Forever. My eyes burned red, tears clawing at me, but I refused to let them fall. I wouldn’t give him that satisfaction. The bathroom door suddenly opened and Adrian came over. When he saw my eyes, he paused for a moment and asked, "My princess, why are you crying?"