Betrothal Novels & Stories

He purposely did this to start burning the fire inside me! "Stop it!" I warned, closing my eyes to pushed aside the odd feelings that keeps on messing up my head. "Do you think you can scare me with your little warning, hmmm?" He mumbles as he pressed me flatly on the wall. "Tell me, have you seeing someone behind my back?" He queried. "What does it have to do with you if I'm indeed seeing someone, huh?" I shot back. "Rafaella Lavel, should I remind you that you are about to face the ceremony called betrothal which specifically going to binds us together?" He implied while smirking.

Nuong sighed, "Brene Brian is an educated person, and this person, he is not ..." Finally, she stopped and walked over to look at her: "You don't have to worry, I understand." She walked out the door, sighed sadly, raised her head and suddenly saw him standing in front of her. "I'm here to deliver the betrothal, on the first day of next month, you should prepare well." He waved his hand, the servant of the Guun residence brought the bride in, and on the gift box were all crimson letters of happiness. "Brother . . ." She didn't expect this to happen, stammering and unable to speak

the man said sternly and faced the air staring at nothing in particular. I was a bit confused by what he said; what did he mean by me being betrothed to the man inside who happened to be the ruthless and cruel sex addict king we always heard about, when and how did this happen, and how will such thing happen without my parents informing me? Was all this happening because of the piece of land? Why don't they give me time to work hard and pay them… What the hell am I saying? Where can I get the kind of job that will give me enough money to pay for the land?

To her being someone's betrothed meant being friends forever and Tamera seemed to have scored that goal with Xavier, and that meant she had become more important than her "Uncle what is a betrothal ceremony?" she had asked Zuri following Tamera's visit. Zuri had spared her a surprised glance before responding "Its a friend, a very special friend." "Special friend? Xavier is my special friend uncle, does that mean he is my betrothed?" "No no Sham. A betrothed is the one who will be your friend forever. The one you will love very much and the one who will love you very much as well such that nomatter what happens you will always be together."

she smiled at me, “if that’s something you’re interested in?” “Absolutely,” I was hoping that this conversation would have something to do with me being special, but if it wasn’t, I was going to ask her about it anyway, “I’m looking forward to it.” My stomach dropped a bit realizing we would have to get past this betrothal thing first, “Do you think Moon Valley will really start a whole war over this?” “I have faith that it won’t get far,” Octavia’s was so sure that I wanted to cling to it, “I don’t know of their pack personally but betrothal’s do get broken, it's rare for it to start a war.”

His posture was impeccably straight and controlled, projecting an effortless authority that commanded the space around him without requiring him to utter a single word. Elena walked straight toward him from the steps of the administrative building, her movements deliberate and theatrical. In front of the gathering crowd of onlookers, she linked her arm tightly through his, raising her voice just enough so that it would carry across the open courtyard, ensuring maximum impact. “The betrothal is accelerated,” she announced, her voice ringing clear and sharp. “My house will not share a roof with a dangerous, unregistered bloodline that threatens our future allian

She looked at me for a long moment, clearly torn between loyalty to her best friend and the fact that I wasn’t going to drop this. Finally, she muttered, “It’s about the betrothal.” My entire body went still. “What betrothal?” “What betrothal?” I repeated, my voice dropping lower. Aria shifted uncomfortably on the couch, clearly regretting that she had said anything. “Ryan… I shouldn’t be the one telling you this.” “But you already started,” I said evenly. “So finish it.” She exhaled and leaned forward, resting her elbows on her knees.

"Contracts of that nature, in the old codes, are almost always betrothal agreements. Formal unions arranged between houses, sometimes generations before the intended parties are even born, designed to activate automatically once specific conditions are met." The room went very quiet. "Isadora's betrothal record," Seraphina said, the words leaving her slowly, dread building with every syllable. "The one she found last night. Unfinished, two generations back, between a Blackthorn ancestor and a Draven's Hollow heir." "An unfinished contract could still hold legal weight if it was never formally dissolved," Dene said carefully, see

She could read the room, and knew it wasn't going to end well. "You both should prepare yourselves. In two weeks, we shall celebrate your betrothal, and shortly after, the Nuptial Ritual shall be done, sealing the union." Carl and Tessa said nothing. They were both gloomy. Tessa looked away, pissed. And Carl looked down. "Well then, let's eat. That's also part of what we're here for, isn't it?" Alpha Roderick smiled, then he began digging into his food, wearing a satisfied look.

My eyes blurred with hot tears as I forced myself to read the binding legal text out loud to the entire shocked congregation: "Let it be known across the territories that a marriage betrothal is hereby sealed between Crown Prince Ethan Voss of the Kingdom of Crystalvale, and Princess Isolde Blackwood of the Kingdom of Drakonvale. This betrothal is to foster eternal peace and trade between both kingdoms, and to prevent future wars. Signed and stamped by the authority of both ruling Kings." The final words cracked in my throat, dropping like an absolute nuclear bomb into the silence of the sanctuary. I looked back at Ethan, he sto