Novel & Cerita Can Royal Guards Get Married

The frantic thrum of my heart seeming unbearably loud, reminding me that I’ve lost all my rights in this place. “Shouldn’t the royal masks hold when I’m twenty?.” Chase’s face darkening, and he takes on a sardonic tone. “Father, I just turned eighteen.” “Pushing nineteen. Your marriage has to happen as soon as possible.” He retorts in a tone that’s not to be argued with and I notice Chase's expression turning frostier. The Royal masks is a party hosted by the royal family when a crown prince wants to take a wife. All the seven kingdoms are gathered to fest and merry and to watch as he marks his mate and seal their bond.

one of the elders responded. “He is my son and he will do the needful. It’s scornful for a royal blood to marry a servant. Royalty marries only royalty. That has been our tradition for ages now. Moreover she’s not even here in the meeting which proves she’s incompetent for the prince.” The elders nodded as they discussed among themselves. The King smugly smiled as he stared ahead. Once the discussion was over they glanced at the Prince. “Prince, are you ready to annul this marriage?”

The king is kneeling before me , my two guards stand next to him with their hand on his shoulder to keep him kneeling. “Why do you say that?” I question him , my voice cold and emotionless. “Because no matter how hard you tried to marry her , she has –“ “Already married another…” I cut him off. “I am quite aware of her marriage to that stable – “ this time he cuts me off. “You mean , the future king of this kingdom…” he says with a smirk on his face. “ His a stable boy – royalty does not flow through his veils…” I state , grinding my teeth.

- No, that's not possible. - Yes, if we get married. Have you heard of royal families? “Of course I heard,” the girl snorted. She didn't hear, but she wouldn't admit it. Then he will be arrogant for another week that he knows more than her. And all because a little earlier was born. What a year! Even imperceptibly! - Well. There is a king and there is a queen. And they rule together. All you have to do is get married.

But she knew what she had to do to get him to talk to her. "Mom, that wasn't necessary," she said in a worrisome tone. "Don't be ridiculous, Valentina. They are your future in laws," her mom said proudly Valentina was sure that her mom's wolf was extremely happy that her pup was a Queen. Valentina almost gagged at the thought of herself in an ugly white dress. She knew that the color white was the color the Royals always wore when they got coronated. Werewolves didn't get married like regular humans normally did. However, some packs still got married in order to maintain the order among the people.

It was all I could really do. The news did finally come out at the end of the week. He was dating the last child of Alpha Gideon, King of kayami. On the page he stood wearing a three piece suit with her on his arm. They looked absolutely beautiful and...powerful. The news gushed about the newest power couple and how they were delighted that the two royal families were coming together. They were making a big deal out of it. Of course whispers of doubts and rejection were in my head, and all my red flags were blazing. I knew I should probably heed them. But then I remembered that I didn't have time to look at all the negative things right now.

Fulfilling that notion he’s had of us dating. We’re well beyond dating, of course. We’re having a baby. But aside from us sleeping together when our crossroads intersect, the fact that I’m becoming familiar with his closest people, and he’s learned all about my past and my present—as well as my future desires—and we’ve developed a comfortable ying-yang scenario… We haven’t actually been out on real dates. For a moment, I get stuck on what that would involve, honestly. Do royals go to the movies with the masses? Or do they rent out a theatre for a “private” viewing? (Obviously, private is a relative term because security detail would be on-hand.)

The changes were controversial, but Ryker’s role as Prince Consort brought a new era of unity. Our mating ceremony was a quiet, intimate affair. No grand parades or lavish displays—just the people who mattered most. But the simplicity of the day didn’t stop the world from talking about it. Every headline seemed to focus on the Queen and her Alpha mate, a pairing that challenged centuries of tradition.

"Hey there, big guy, I'll see you in eight months." She wheeled her ass away. Kanyon slammed the door with such force that it rattled the walls. While he was listening to Anna, it hit him that a royal marriage wasn't considered valid until it was consummated in front of the grand council. “Shit!” he kicked the wall as he figured out what he was going to do.

It had celebrated treaties, royal festivals, military triumphs, and the occasional victory over an enemy kingdom. But nothing had ever prepared the palace for the announcement that came that morning. The Ruthless King was getting married. The news spread through the palace like wildfire. Servants abandoned their duties for a few precious minutes just to whisper about it. Guards exchanged stunned looks in the corridors. Cooks shouted the news across the kitchens. Stable boys ran from one end of the palace to the other, carrying the story to anyone who hadn't already heard it. Even the oldest servants, people who had served beneath Jasper since Queen Isabella's death, struggled to believe it.