Can Royal Guards Get Married Novels & Stories

If the enemy has three thousand soldiers, we can only defend until the royal wedding is over. Soon the wedding bells began to ring and the groom appeared. Prince Dominic walked down the isle with Prince Terah, his best man for the night. The guests in attendance, noticeably a few Kings and Queens from the Andorra Kingdom, watched on in anticipation. The rest of the guests were servants, the king's court members and some military veterans. Prince Dominic had a bright smile as he stared at the entrance, waiting for the groom to appear. As soon as the wedding bells started to sound, Peter and Princess Dohana walked in. The latter, hesitating and reluctant with every step.

she asked as she bit her lip. I could hear the King move towards us, “Marly,” he said, waiting for her to look at him. When she finally did, he continued, “When a royal couple marks and mates one another, they mate for life. Carson could not get rid of you now, even if he wanted to. Our bonds are for life,” he advised her.

“But we’ll have to celebrate with the people of the kingdom anyway. They’ve been sending their girls to me for years and waiting for this day. The people need a celebration!” “They were sending him girls…” I snort irritably. “You didn’t have to mention that! Kays, I won’t tolerate anyone else. One step to the side—and it’s instant divorce and my maiden name back!” “We don’t really divorce,” the brunette laughs, finally starting to get dressed. “What do you mean?!” “Well, divorces exist, of course. But royal persons usually marry only once.” “And what if it doesn’t work out? If you don’t get along?” my eyes go wide.

“And if he doesn’t choose you?” I open my mouth, but can’t find my answer. Orvyn continues, “Royal marriages aren’t always about love. They’re mostly political. They're lucky if they fall in love. Most don’t. That’s why the Lycan King and the Lycan Princes are allowed to have royal concubines to keep their fated mates by their side.” My eyes widen. Concubines?! I force a smile, shrugging the implications a mistress can bring to a married couple. “Thanks for the clarification. Still, if I’m not chosen, at least I try to take control of my life for once.”

‘’My daughter has accepted your son’s hand in marriage so we can only make the day of the wedding fixed’’, King Moretti said as his wife added. ‘’We promise to make it one of the most fabulous weddings in town too’’, Queen Moretti had said in a loud voice full of authority. ‘’We are honoured’’, the Mexican Queen announced briefly. This brought a round of applause as it brought to the end of the occasion. Throughout the introduction, I had looked at the direction Fernanda kept looking at. It was at the head guard’s direction. That is, the guard who guided the King and Queen’s chambers. From his back, recognized him as the lover, Fernanda’s lover.

"Your Majesty, it you would allow, I want to marry Ophelia as soon as possible. I would like to marry her next week. You may decide whether we hold the wedding in Solterra or here in your kingdom. But since Ophelia had just recently found her real family, I would like to suggest to hold the wedding here first and then hold another wedding in my kingdom after since I would like every each of my people to witness how I would marry the woman of my dreams." "Thank you," I whispered to Demitri. The idea of holding a wedding twice to be held in both kingdoms is good. I really admire how he thinks. How fortunate I am to have him as my soon-to-be husband. The word 'husband' is so pleasant in my ears

"Now," Ella J. Scott sat forward in her chair during the interview with the Royal Family, looking directly at Grayson. "Prince Grayson, are there any truths to the accusation that you bought your wife through AmericanMate?" Grayson smiled. "Ms. Scott, as you know, slavery has been outlawed in this country for quite some time now. Years ago, arranged marriages were standard practice in the Royal Family. After my very public breakup with Dima Franz, I decided to have an arranged marriage with AmericanMate." He reached over and held Ari's hand and smiled. "And that was when I met my lovely wife, Her Royal Highness Princess Ari Douglas Pierce of Estrea. Luckily, it worked out very well. We hit i

I teased as I settled into his arms, sipping my wine as he pulled a tray of food towards us and fed me a bit. “The dresses may or may not have something to do with our upcoming union, yes. Most often it’s tradition for the ruling pair to match their colours together to show the commitment of the political marriage. Traditionally it’s only worn that way until the marriage happens and then both are able to return to wearing whatever they so choose. Often the political marriages were never intimate ones so the colours didn’t stay combined afterwards. After our union, you will be able to go back to wearing whatever you please.” “I don’t know, I kind of like gold and emerald together.” I mused wi

He was sarcastically fluent and natural so much the girls were tempted to even tease him more. " Sir Royalty, are you resisting us? Are you shy? Are you married? " Are you married? Royalty knew whom to turn too. He stole a glance at his little wife at close distance, and once again locked eyes with her. She looked expectant. Like she was waiting to hear his answer badly. Her eyes badly begged him to say yes. But no! He shook his head. " No! I'm not married. My wife left me and ran away with another man. "

Well that would be a story for another day "I hear the first son is in charge now. Royal, the ladies man. Any woman would be lucky to be his, even though some people speculate that he is gay because they've never seen him publicly in a relationship," she said, and I almost laughed. She had a point, because Royal had never brought any woman home. "I heard he got engaged last week to some lady, but no one has really seen her face. I think he did something, because I heard the proposal was public. Well he tried to kill two birds with one stone," she said, and I cleared my throat.