Clash Royale Princess Novels & Stories

And right now another one arrived. "It's a pleasure basking in your presence my prince." greeted a beautiful woman with strawberry blonde hair wearing a pristine white dress. "I am Princess Clara Cygne of the Kingdom of Azure." the maiden introduced. The prince she addresses looked at her with disinterest before placing his chin over his hand as he scrutinized her. "Hello, Clara. Cygne is the family that was formerly a small house in the empire, right?" he inquired with a bit of edge to his tone but the lady seemed to miss the small tint of sarcasm in his words.

I replied staunchly and he exhaled harshly. "It's been preordained, princess. As the only female heir of the infamous Rowen Roech you will join the light elves and make all of the elf clans join, both light and dark. It's been prophesied for generations," he stated firmly and I rubbed my eyes. "Well, you know what, prince. I like to follow my own path and not the one laid out for me. I believe that's the end of our conversation. It's been nice sniffing you, you smell like memories. Goodnight, Luric," I said softly and called for Salenis. When he appeared before me on the fallen log I let him lift me off my seat. I thanked him as I took his hand and allowed him to lead me back towards my brot

I started, but she cut me off by lifting her hand to my face, and the only reason I didn't slap it away was that she was royalty. "No. I don't listen to outsiders and to people like you. I believe that you have knowledge about my engagement with the prince but, nonetheless, you came onto him!" "Where's your proof of that?" I asked, now folding my arms to control myself. "Oh, I will... I do have... I want to hear you confess with that mouth of yours!" I laughed and shook my head at her. Of course gossip would start about Sebastian and myself, I had been expecting such, but Princess Naomi had no proof. She just wanted me to fold at her presence because of her title.

Rota passed the Microphone back to the Elite and turned to face Mia “Today Ziion, we are gathered to witness the crowing of Princess Mia and Princess Rota. They shall become your Queens and will rule together over Ziion’s People. “Princess Mia, will you satisfy the Blood Oath” “Yes” Mia replied Princess Rota, will you satisfy the Blood Oath” “Yes” Rota replied The girls then held out their left arms and clasped each other at their elbows, so their birthmarks lined up. The Elite smiled when we noticed that together it resembled a crown. They leant their heads together so their foreheads were touching. The Crown was place on both their heads. And together they made the Oath.

I remember that burqa perfectly, so pretty and well-behaved, I don't know why so much fuss, these women don't know how to appreciate good clothes. Just as I think about answering, we're interrupted by a faint knock on the door. --- Supreme? Supreme? Excuse me, I came to inform you that the car is already at your disposal-- Alfred appears in the door opening after hearing my command to enter. --- Great Alfred, thank you very much-- my princess responds kindly, putting the comb on top of the dressing table-- you can take the day off to rest and let Gloria know that you're also excused for today-- she says turning her back to me and walking away forward like a true queen, no, like the true supr

My clothes were a mess, but the urgency overwhelmed me. "Where's the princess?" I asked Cedric, who seemed surprised by my question. "She's been spending most of her time in the library," he said. "But would you like to bathe first, Your Grace?" I ignored him and went straight to the library. When I opened the door, I was greeted by a magnificent sight - Princess Camellia engrossed in a large book, her eyes shining with curiosity. Her eyes sparkled as she traced the lines on the pages. Her slender figure was accentuated by a delicate dress, and her flushed face and red hair shone in the sunlight coming through the window, they were a delight to my eyes. I held my breath for a moment, afraid

"Chase me, Father!" Shouted the eight-years-old Princess Amayah of Lancayan. They are in the palace garden and are having fun playing. Her father, King Kendra chases after her while laughing. They were also accompanied by her older sister, Princess Aloha and their mother, Queen Aruha. They picture a happy family that anyone would envy.

A gathering this size Outside could never be so calm and organised. “People of Lyria.” The prince’s voice travels. “It is with great honour that I introduce to you, my mate, my woman, my soon-to-be wife and the female that shall one day, rule Lyria at my side. Behold, the female that shall lead us to our freedom and victory, the answer to the prayers you have all been making. Celine.” Their clapping and howling fill the air and manic grins take over their faces as they stare at me. I look back at the prince in question and he takes my hand in his and raises it up.

I let the threat hang in the air. "I’m sorry, sir. I’ll call the governor right away," Alex said hurriedly. "You should," I replied, ending the call. I got ready for my dinner with Sophia, instructing the maids to deliver an emerald dress I’d picked for her. I knew it was her favorite color, and I couldn’t wait to see her in it. As I waited in the living room, Sophia’s voice drew my attention. "Thank you so much, William. This dress is beautiful," she said, and I looked up.

Then suddenly, keal jerks Ravelle closer against him possessively again. “Who needs the pack’s approval,” he says smugly through clenched teeth, “when I have the ultimate symbol standing beside me?” His hand tightens around Ravelle’s waist. “The Princess. Daughter of the Alpha King.” Ravelle immediately shoves against him in disgust. “Don’t fucking touch me!” she snarls furiously. But Keal only laughs, even as revulsion twists across her face. “I would rather marry a corpse.”