A Royal Princess With Black Hair の小説・ストーリー

Previously - What the hell is this…!? The newspaper has a picture of a man who has black hair on the front page…! In the novel ‘True Love’ there was no mention of another person who had the dark black hair other than the Emperor and Fredrick… Black hair was considered as a type of hair only Royal seemed to have yet the guy in the picture clearly has dark hair as well… Just what in the world is going on…? Currently - “Carol…!” said Rubia as she raised her voice

Swear, that is so male lead coded… Ralph gently laughed, “I am so sorry for not introducing the newest addition to our team. This is the youngest Royal Bodyguard, Ma’am. This is Primo.” Oh my gosh… even his name was so male lead coded. What is happening right now? “Hey Primo, please stop the car for now and introduce yourself to Princess Cassandra,” Ralph said and then Primo initially stopped the car. I was never ready when Primo faced me. He has a perfect jaw shape. His eyebrows were so thick. His hair was slightly curly and his hair style was in a french cut. He was so manly with his broad shoulders. But more specifically, his eyes were hazel brown.

But the most notable of them all was the twin princesses, who inherited the queen's silver hair, and the little prince Edgard, who inherited a golden-silver hairdo. Among the other princes and princesses, Luca, Felicia, Aurora and Emil had a variety of golden hairdos. Prince Enric and princess Camelia had a black hairdo while princess Anastasia owned a beautiful brown hair. But they all had eyes of almost the same color, ranging in color from yellow to red, with the only exception of queen's silver ones. "Dad, where is Alex?" After they had all made themselves comfortable on the seats across the living room, Adrion asked in a worried tone wondering where his youngest brother had escaped from

It was a gentle tap, one only my Princess used. “Uncle Hunter.” Her voice calls out cheerily, and I chuckle. It seems she wants to pretend she didn’t see what happened last night. “Yes, Princess?” I call back, a long pause settling between us. “I made breakfast if you’re hungry.” Jessica stutters out. I grin, the thought of eating her cooking again making me want to rush out the door.

Elijah Darcey. The First Princess matched the first prince, except that she wore a dress and had no swords. Her face was elegant, with her hair pinned up in a bun. Scarlett Darcey. There wasn't much to go on with the princess, but looks can be deceiving. I didn't mention it before, but each prince and princess had black hair. The Second Prince was looked similar to Elijah, but wore white with blue and gold. He was scrawny and his fingers quite long. A book on advanced magical theory volume seven sat in front of him opened. He didn't seem to happy with my entrance. Julius Darcey.

Christopher broke out in a nervous sweat. Most of those present did not know the princess and were undoubtedly speechless. All her attention was on her, she was really beautiful. And even the prince silenced her mind at that time. She was wearing a beautiful white dress, although somewhat revealing on her legs, her long black hair was loose and a little tulle covered her face. The prince began to get restless, his father the king was signaling him to behave. He was very worried about not having the rings in his possession.

Her bonnet was snatched out of her head, the loose knot she tied with the ribbons giving way and going along with it. Her hair fell out in two loose braids. Two catastrophic, ruinous colourful braids. There was a long pause. She was afraid a heart attack was near inevitable, although who it was destined for was undecided. "Why?" A single question. The prince's voice sounded deep, too deep. She felt sadness plow a hole in her chest, he was disgusted with her hair after all. "Well, they weren't always like that, I always had black hair; if you must know. I'm sorry it disgusts you." She said tightly.

The ancient decree dictated that the cursed princess must be handed over to the Magical Beasts. However, upon meeting Mia, the reality diverged from the tale. Contrary to the story's portrayal of her great beauty with black hair reminiscent of the Black Rose and eyes as brown as the muddy land where the Rose grew, Mia's hair was a golden hue, and her eyes shone blue. Puzzled, they considered the possibility of other surviving Chi family members and chose to release the little girl. Determined to unravel the mystery, they embarked on a quest to find the true heir of the Chi lineage.

There once was a princess that lived on a faraway island. And That island was full of lush green forests, but very little farm land and civilization. The princess's name was Anatonia. She was very beautiful with long wavy chestnut hair that went to her knees, sparkling emerald green eyes with full black lush eyelashes that tipped off her full syrupy brown lips, and a warm tanned skin. Her mother, Queen Amera had jade black hair that reached just about her shoulder blades, warm honey brown hazel eyes with dark full lashes, with pale white skin, and light pink lips. Her father, King Albus, looked much more like his daughter. The same hair and eyes except with redder lips.

His hair is yellow. “Please just hurry because we still have a lot to take care of.” I answer them. I looked at the clock again and it was 8:55 in the evening already. Shoot! Night of Bloods is coming soon! “Oh, why are you such in a hurry? Is it that important?” The one they called princess told us firmly. Her hair is scarlet that matched her white skin. “Just tell us your purpose.” Cassie says as she’s also running out of patience.