Breakfast Princess Voice Novels & Stories

And of course, I need to put up a noise to wake him. "Xavien. Xavien, please wake up." "Princess. What do you have there?" He points over to my attempt to make him some slightly watery eggs and toast that has perhaps been in longer than it should have been. But he still smiles as I put it down. "Look, I made you breakfast." "Princess, it is five in the morning." "I was bored; I could not sleep." "So you make breakfast at five in the morning?"

You know that uneasy feeling you get when something big is about to happen? I was getting that feeling now. Alyana and I looked at each other when we were interrupted by another female voice that we weren’t familiar with. “Princess,” she called out, “Everything has been updated, and the principal is waiting for you.” “Princess?” Alyana asked. “Yes, Princess, Brianna Althea Davenport, Princess of Norrustra.” Alyana and I turned our heads so fast we thought our necks would break as we looked at Brie.

Princess Cecilia: I'm so sorry for intruding Anita: You should be! Paul: Its fine, what do you want? Princess Cecilia: Well the chefs are about to make breakfast so I wanted to ask you what you'll be having? Paul: Is there still bread? Princess Cecilia: No but I could order Paul: Okay, that's what I want for breakfast. Princess Cecilia: Alright Anita: Excuse us!!! (Cecilia leaves the room) (Meanwhile) Princess Cecilia: Dad, I want to order bread for breakfast, that's what Paul and I wanna eat

A heartbeat later, a high-pitched, jubilant voice shattered the silence. “So that makes me a real Princess too!”

Hence why they aren’t referred to as club whores anymore. “I love you too, Princess. What do you want for breakfast?” I ask her as she yawns. I chuckle as she blinks those big honey coloured eyes at me and my heart melts more. I still can’t believe we created this beautiful little girl. She will be three next week and we have a big party planned for her. “Eggy toast.” She says and I smile as I place her in her high chair as I get to work, making her breakfast. I also make coffee.

I am back. A knock startled her. “Princess Elara?” A maid’s voice, timid but familiar. “The Queen requests your presence in the solar before breakfast.” Her chest tightened. Mother. She cleared her throat, forcing her voice to steady. “Tell her I’ll be there shortly.” The girl curtsied and withdrew.

Emily exclaimed, playfully swatting Sienna with the towel, making her jump back with a yelp. "Ow, Mom! That really hurt!" Sienna bit back a sharper retort, her lips compressing into a thin line. "Can't I just have breakfast first? I didn't eat dinner last night..." "For Pete's sake! You can't just roll out of bed and expect the world to cater to you." Sienna's lips, a deep pink, formed a sulky pout. "Mom, you always say I'm your princess. So, shouldn't I get breakfast in bed like a real princess?"

Learning what it means to be a future queen. Instead I’m hiding in this room like—like I don’t belong here. Maybe I don’t. The thought makes my chest tight. A knock on the door interrupts my spiral. “Come in,” I call. Camila enters. Bright smile. Cheerful energy. “Good afternoon, Princess. I brought lunch.” “I told you not to call me that.” “And I ignored you.” She sets a tray on the table. “You need to eat. You barely touched breakfast.” I sit up. Look at the food. My stomach turns.

“You’re just saying that.” He cocked an eyebrow and lifted his mug. “Have I ever lied to you, princess?” “No, but you could start now.” He shook his head. “I’m not. Now, enjoy your muffin.” I munched happily, smiling across the table from him and dutifully ate every bite of the rest of the breakfast he ordered from me. His eyes flickered with amusement. “And what are you hoping to get out of this princess?” He asked. “More kisses.”

The King signalled for breakfast to begin after the resident priest had blessed the food and all the noise began again. Everyone chattered excitedly, well everyone but her, but who would make small talk when they have to assassinate the Prince of one the most powerful kingdoms. She was snapped out of her reverie when Alyn nudged her with an elbow. "Why aren't you eating?" She asked. "I'm sorry, Alyn. I'm just not accustomed to the noise of such festivities. Its all so overwhelming." She told the princess. "Get used to it. This is your life now. You have to get some food in you remember Mother Superior said that you had not completely recovered."