Breakfast Princess Voice Novels & Stories

A few minutes later a young women walked in. She had almost white hair it was so light blonde. Her eyes were a fascinating blue-violet. She walked to stand in front of The Royal Couple. With an elegant curtsey she greeted them all. " Your Majesty, Your Highness. Beloved Princess and honoured guests. On behalf of my parents and rulers of Denmark. I would like to thank you for your hospitality in welcoming us to your magnificent home." She said in a soft way that spoke of proper education and upbringing.

At that moment, a servant came to inform the princess, "Your presence is requested in the dining room, Your Majesty. King and Queen are awaiting you for breakfast." Laura, seeing that the princess was unresponsive and just staring at the broken vase, quickly replied on her behalf, "Please inform the King that the princess is not feeling well today and will not be joining breakfast." The servant bowed and left. Laura silently cleaned up the broken vase while the princess sat silently at the dressing table.

“Beta Charles asked me to take care of this princess.” “Princess?” “What princess” one asked. Wait! “You mean the werewolf princess?” another exclaimed. I heard she is so pretty, another said. “Well, judging from her voice, she is definitely pretty,” Alex said. Hi princess, “how are you doing today?” one of them asked. “I'm good, thank u,” she replied. Wow, she really does have a pretty voice. “What’s your name?” he asked. “Mildred” she answered.

Valentino said as Luke walked back inside. They walked to the kitchen where a plate of crown-shaped pancakes was waiting for Alessandra. Valentino placed Alessandra on her seat and the excitement and joy on her face were evident. Luke watched as the two ate their breakfast together while he sat beside them. "Aren't you eating?" Valentino asked. "No, I'm not hungry," Luke replied.

he explained and the maid nodded and backed off. That was close. “If it isn’t the princess Carla of the crescent pack,” a voice I recognized so well said and I couldn’t help but roll my eyes. “This bitch!” I muttered under my breath. Then I saw her make her way through the crowd. “Yup, that’s me, and you lady Bree don’t look a day older,” I said with a smile and stretched my hands out for a hug. Bree gave me a corny look, tilting her head to the side, as though assessing if she was going to hug me or not.

Returning that smile, I answered promptly, “Morning. It was a pretty pleasant night. Will you like to have breakfast with me?” While rubbing the back of his neck, Kyrell hesitated, “I generally skip breakfast. But, if Princess is asking me to join her, how can I even say no. Are you feeling lonely eating alone?” “Kinda!” I answered shyly. Taking a sip of my almond milk, I added, “Anyway, will you mind calling me Eliza? ‘Princess’ sounds too formal.” Kyrell sat in front of me as he ordered a cup of black coffee and a beef sandwich.

So I barely had the power to turn when I heard this sweet lovely voice. However, the more she insists it's like the more I get a little energy. It's like she's charging me. "Who are you?" I turn, crimping on the cold nasty ground to meet her at the iron bars of my cell. No way for me to get up and move to her. "I'm a princess like you. I'm princess Elgin, daughter to the king." she sounds friendly however, I don't notice it. "Oh, the ludicrous king who kept me behind these bars?." I say.

I wake up from the loud knocking on my door. I forced myself to stand up. I could barely open my eyes. I put on my slippers and walked towards the door. The mayordoma or the head of the maids in our house greeted me. “Good morning, Princess. A special visitor paid a visit and your father said that you need to dress decently right now and join them for breakfast,” she said in a British accent. “Do I really need to be there?”

- What? I don't understand... - the king and queen don't know anything... Except my assistant who is the one who found you with the help of your last movie... - Oh I see... - From now on you are a princess... - A princess... She said with a dreamy look...

She pointed to the bathroom, smirked once more and ran away. Ricky kept staring at the door. "Darn!" He muttered. "So this is what it feels like to get played." *** ( Empire Astheria, Australia. ) Breakfast in the palace was going on smoothly as usual. The buffet was exquisitely spread out on the gigantic dining table with different continental dishes, ranging from chocolate filled croissants to coleslaw, cornish pastry and the likes. The aged Queen Fiona and Princess Alexis were eating graciously and making small talks. No matter how much the princess disliked wearing a formal dress, anyone could tell that she looked her best in it!