Azur Lane Prinz Heinrich Novels & Stories

Emerson's favorite rug. The knife was yanked out in an instant, and Alex got to his feet. "Get him out of here, and someone clean up this mess." "Mr. Baker, should we ship him off to the Mykar Borderlands?" My heart skipped a beat as I watched him clean the knife with a handkerchief, his eyes icy and calculating. "Take him to the VIP room first, let the high-rollers have a bit of fun. Once they're done, then we'll sell him."

Heinrich put his right hand to his left chest and bowed, while Ezra bent her knees and bowed while slightly lifting her skirt. Replying to them, Zaha cupped his hands together in front of his face in the Varanus Continent's signature greeting. “Crown Prince Hyacinth,” Zaha nodded at Heinrich who smiled warmly. "I am looking for you! I knew you would be here," Ezra said cheerfully. She saw Zaha return his attention to her. "Honestly, I also wanted to see you again, Crown Princess," the man said in a flat voice and expression. However, there was a seriousness in his eyes.

This particular ocean, or 'beach,' was exclusive to the Imperial Family. It was impossible to miss the sights, sounds, and smells. As Azazel and I went out into the brilliant sands, I was astounded to see the vast, blue ocean stretching out into the horizon. The azure water glistened in the sunlight as it stretched out to the skyline. The bright summer sun shone down, picking up the light in Azazel's hair and making it sparkle like the sea. "It's beautiful..." "Right?! It was a great idea to being you here!"

Blythe said. Airoh knew Zenus. He met him at one conference, a royal warrior from the west territory of Muhler. “What a beautiful creature.” He said, barely audible. It seemed his whisper reached her ears. The High Princess looked in his direction. She smiled and winked at him before she went back her attention to her opponent. “Whoa!” Airoh suddenly felt a tug inside his chest. Maybe the High Princess cast some spell on him. Her scarlet eyes looked in his direction again, and her smile widened. Airoh smiled back and lightly arched his head…

he says before withdrawing. Aziel gives Loraine a round tour in the boat. He takes some bath towels from one of the cabins and together they walk to the deck. "Let's lie down here a while, the wind is great and the canopy provides some great shade." When they arrive on deck, Loraine is amazed. “This is such a beautiful ship. Is your friend the owner?” she asks thoughtfully, sitting down on the beach towel that Aziel has spread for her. “I just had a vision of a blue and yellow yacht, slightly bigger than this one. And I saw myself jumping into the sea,” she says softly, slitting her eyes. Aziel is watching her now. “Blue-yellow is a beautiful color for crossing the seas,” he replies softly,

𝒓 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒍 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒚𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒈𝒐𝒘𝒏. 𝑯𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒅𝒈𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒘𝒐 𝒇𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝒊𝒕, 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒍𝒆𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑷𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒕(𝑴𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒕).

She replied with a smile. "That's huge for you, congrats." "I bought a gift for you to show you my appreciation." She said bringing out a medium-sized box from her bag. "I...wanted to get something expensive for you, so I got you this." Philip accepted it with a smile and opened it, then he brought out a pen, which had his surname CRUZ engrafted in the body of the pen. "I figured out that you love writing because of the letters you send whenever you want to inform anyone." The both of them laughed and Philip took another look at the pen. It was beautifully blue, with some engrafted designs on it.

A self deprecating smile came to his pale face. “You don’t need to bow. I am not someone important anyway.” “Are you really… The first prince..?” The young girl stared at him in disbelief. “The one and only.” The young male answered, “My name is Vincent Tidus De Rozenkrenzt, may I know the lady’s name?” “Oh.. I am Audelia Elizabeth Von Leonhart. Greetings to the first prince of Rozenkrenzt.” Audelia said as she stood up and curtsied towards Vincent.

“Is Bunny undocumented?” “It seems so.” “I will speak to the government.” “Good luck.” “And that boat...” She stopped, wrinkling her little nose. “What is its name?” “Azzurra.” I blinked. The name scraped across glass like a tiny fingernail. Azzurra. Azzurra Notte. Perfume in a white box with no name. Milan. Rain. A small shop in Brera. My neck. Sebastian’s breath once stopping for a moment every time I passed him.

"If you would please take the lead?" Without hesitation, the calm-looking prince rose to his feet and put a smile on his lips. "Greetings, I am Lazul Horacin Samudra, eighteen years old. A prince from the Kingdom of Malecoy, a member of Sierpenti, and the first ranker of this year. One of my hobbies is stabbing people who annoy me." His grin widened which brought silence in the room and made the atmosphere turn cold. I stared at him with a cringe and looked at Delaney, who could only sigh. Wait, is that true?