Novel & Cerita Beautiful Queen

This was not her wedding! “Right, let us get this underway.” Luna Pheobe said briskly to the women who had wheeled in a rack of dresses. “I am assuming white is unlikely to be appropriate.” She looked at me with an air of superiority in her gaze, and I was shocked at what she was trying to imply by her statement. I glared back at her. “White is perfectly fine, actually, thank you very much.” I snapped. “Oh, really?” she said, chewing her lower lip thoughtfully. “You do surprise me, unless, of course, you are not being truthful.”

she replies. The Queen watches her in the mirror, her expression thoughtful but proud. “You will be ready when the time comes,” she says calmly. Outside, the footsteps return. Closer this time. Heavier. Not hurried in joy, but driven by urgency. A murmur rises in the corridor. Low voices. Sharp whispers. Still, inside the chamber, no one pays attention. “Bring the jewels,” the Queen orders. A servant rushes forward with a small carved box, placing it carefully on the nearby table. The lid opens to reveal rows of glittering pieces, gold and gemstones catching the morning light.

Damon said with a massive grin approaching the woman. “Oh you Fleshmonger. Which one of these enchanting young maidens is your new Luna friend?” She said as she pulled Damon into an embrace. Was this woman the queen? She looked normal? Gorgeous even. There’s no way she was a witch. I was so lost in thought over her appearance that I hadn’t taken but two steps past the threshold putting me in the back of the pack. “El what are you doing back there, I promise she doesn’t bite. Come here!” Damon shouted over everyone which made them part like the narrow sea exposing me to the queen. Like lightening she had crossed the room taking my face in her hands.

"Now, is someone going to let me in on what is taking place? I want to know it all, don't lie to me because I can detect lies from miles away. I find this gathering of yours quite amusing. Why did you kids sneak out to meet these guys? I want the truth and nothing else." The Queen, though she says it in a gentle manner, no one misses the authority lacing her tone. It is my first time seeing her up close, and I must say that she is very beautiful. I guess the blue eyes are a genetic trait of all the Reynolds. Her aura is soothing and not at all imposing. I must say she is officially my favorite woman around.

Her eyes, in particular, held a knowing quality, as if she could see right through their masks and into the very core of their intentions. The queen's appearance was breathtaking. Her alabaster skin contrasted sharply with her deep, dark eyes, which sparkled with intelligence and curiosity. Her hair, a cascade of shimmering black, flowed down her back, and her dress, a masterful creation of silk and lace, clung to her form in a way that seemed both elegant and predatory.

She wanted to hug me again but held her back. "Dear, enough with the hugging." She had succeeded in making that about me and I didn't like it one beat. The other lady was busy talking with The queen with holding Lucas and on her shoulder. She had the proudkind of beauty.The kind in which the boys would trip Over themselves.Lucas really had some good taste. The beauty was complimented with An Amazonian figure which sat well on her rather thin body and her ebony black hair.In her arms she hada little girl who looked much like Lucas

The Queen was beautiful with thick auburn hair flowing down to her knees and beautiful hazel eyes, she had thin pouty lips and stood tall and slim. Princess Aurelia too was beautiful and much like her mother, her striking, fiery, copper hair was styled in an intricate updo decorated with beautiful pale pink pins that caught the sunlight and sent mesmerizing twinkling reflections off of the courtyard walls. Her big blue eyes were lined by a thick row of long curly eyelashes, she looked the picture of purity but her blue eyes hid a sense of cunning.

Not a bride. > A queen.

He didn’t look at me. Didn’t look at Ariana. He stared only at the witch. “But nobody steals from me. Especially not a dried up old witch.” “Dried up?” she laughed. “Take a proper look, cursed king. I am Victoria. The beautiful queen of the dark witches.” “Makeup hides a lot of filth,” Zayn replied lazily. “After I’m done with you, there won’t be enough powder in the world to hide what I carve into your skin.”

’ He replied, making me think about Aurora again. ‘I chose Jade, and you need to get over it, especially when we mark each other after becoming King and Queen.’ I ended the link before he could even reply. I was just walking around the garden ruins thinking about Aurora and how much I suppose I do miss her, was the rejection a mistake? Could I take it back or has it been too long? Jade is the right call to become queen. Why, was I now only thinking about this after all this time? I suddenly looked up at the woman who could make me King, she had said something to me, but I was in such a deep thought that I didn’t even hear what she said.