Clarence And Queen Novels & Stories

It seems King Ronald is soon coming to the end of his days as a ruler. “Well, we await the day we are invited to your coronation, Princess Elizabeth.” Queen Cresselia says, raising her goblet filled with a golden liquid. “Now, I suggest we take a few days to talk with our vessels about what we discussed today and reconvene, say, in two weeks time?” The Fae Queen adds.

My eyes were swollen, my body stiff from sitting on the hard ground all night. The early morning sun lit into the room and gave me a bit of energy even with my swollen eyes. I stood, smoothing my dress and lifting my chin. If Lucian thought he could scare me into submission, he was wrong. I would face him, not as a frightened wife but as the queen I had always been. The throne room was already crowded when I arrived. Nobles lined the walls, whispering to one another as they watched me enter. My steps echoed in the vast chamber as I made my way to

’ He replied, making me think about Aurora again. ‘I chose Jade, and you need to get over it, especially when we mark each other after becoming King and Queen.’ I ended the link before he could even reply. I was just walking around the garden ruins thinking about Aurora and how much I suppose I do miss her, was the rejection a mistake? Could I take it back or has it been too long? Jade is the right call to become queen. Why, was I now only thinking about this after all this time? I suddenly looked up at the woman who could make me King, she had said something to me, but I was in such a deep thought that I didn’t even hear what she said.

Zion takes my hand, and we walk to the waiting room in silence. After we've finished talking to the fifth family, Sam lets us know that Mrs.Clairs family is here. I take a deep breath, bracing myself, and nod for Sam to bring them in. Sam enters a second later with a young lady. A young version of Mrs.Clair herself. Zion introduces us, and we sit down to talk. She is a sweet girl and is proud of her grandmother for protecting the princess till her last breath. After she leaves, we have one more family, which goes by fast.

On the contrary, I reinforced them once more. “Heavens, how many times must I repeat it? Can't you see? I am a beautiful woman who deserves luxury and power, not to be with a gamma who must spend the rest of his life following orders,” I said mockingly. Hearing my words, Clarence shook his head, as if he were controlling himself with great effort. "This can't be. I thought that the moon goddess had finally given me a woman who would appreciate the bond. But, apparently, I've only been given a promiscuous and greedy woman," he said.

"Hmm, was all Clara said. It seems she had a lot of maturing to do. She would be Queen but there seemed to be a lot she had to learn. Clara reached the steps of the throne and the woman with red eyes smiled at her. Clara gave her a slight nod and the three women turned to face the crowd. Clara could feel their gazes on her, the eyes of each person spoke louder than their voice. Her gaze landed on Melanie who was standing next to his brother. Both siblings smiled at her. The others were also smiling. "We have gathered here to witness the crowning of Clara Shayne, the daughter of late Felicia Shayne as new queen of the wailing faeries". Nimue spoke out loud. Her voice vibrated through the hall

It was so quiet you could hear a feather land on the dirt, when out of nowhere, someone started clapping slowly. Koa tracked the sound to the front of us, so she backed off of Koda and left him lie there in the dirt still bleeding. She stuck her nose in the air and then got into the defensive position and let out a low warning growl. Everybody had started to stand up to see who was the one clapping. “Koa, Koa what is it?” I asked trying to figure out what had her on alert after what we just went through. “It’s him.” She growled. Before I could ask who ‘him’ was, the King stepped out from behind his people. Had he been here the whole time?

“You can’t—“ He silenced her words with a kiss and earned a disgusted ‘Ew…’ from Jordan, who came rushing in and an about turn, dashing back out again. “And I think that’s our cue to leave.” Clarence grinned, gesturing for the ladies to go ahead, Channing too, and then followed, giving his mum a peck to her cheek. “You’re just too In love with Stella, Clare. Can’t you stay a minute without her by your side?” Ms. Anderson added. Stay a minute without Stella? That was impossible! He thought. As Clarence watched Stella step into the car, her cheeks glowing, her stomach blooming with their daughter, he already felt like the luckiest man alive.

This wedding wasn’t celebrated. It was survived. And Clara— Clara was now queen.

Clare, one of my patients under me, whispers as if she was telling me a dirty little secret. I chuckled, standing on my feet, knowing there was about to be trouble. Counting mentally, I was at three when another voice of a grey-haired woman grumbled, "Enough of your fictional husband." I saw Sarah rolling her eyes at Clare, her hand curling around her walking frame as she struggled to stand up. It didn't stop Clare from staring at her ring and smiling fondly at memories she had made up from my constant reading to them of my romance books, for Clare and Sarah had never been married.