Courtly Intrigue Novels & Stories

The tension in the ballroom was suffocating. Every whisper, every stolen glance, every slow, deliberate movement felt like part of a carefully orchestrated play—one that Victoria was suddenly at the center of. Her husband, Lord Thomas Windsor, had arrived with Countess Isabella Devereux on his arm. The woman was a known temptress, a strategist in seduction and betrayal, and now she was standing beside Victoria’s husband like she had always belonged there. Victoria’s fingers curled around the stem of her champagne glass, holding tight to keep her emotions from betraying her.

The lady is purely evil, and although Val felt the need to not judge, she still felt that she should. Courtney literally had everything, a rich caring and handsome man. She has a job, she's wealthy, got all kinds of jewelries and properties... everything. And she was going to pay Bob back with a child outside of wedlock, and swindle him of a half and quarter of all of his riches. What a devil? Val sneered as she suddenly thought of something else...

Only Marissa had managed to stand somewhere in the middle, her fierce, red hair always made her stand out. "You will go in one by one," Gwen explained. "You will be introduced, the doors will open and you will walk in. There will be a line of men to your left, these are the lords, dukes and princes of our country. They have all been assigned to one of you, so you may open the ball with the first dance."

I watched the way the light glimmered off of all of the immaculately cut crystal, casting rainbows around the room. I surveyed the royal court, looking for any faces that seemed unfriendly or unfamiliar. I felt like I'd been studying these people for ages, and I knew most of them the instant I saw them. There was Marquis Laurent, and his wife, first names Abel and Sabrina. The Lord and Lady Royce, first names Marco and Belinda. The four of them were gathered around a small table sipping wine, the women's faces overly done with makeup, and the men having waxy mustaches. I turned to study another group–two young dukes and a collection of young women whose families were all members of the court

Noticing that Miranda had caught on to his reasoning, Fulton’s heart swelled with delight. Earl Croyso, observing the two, caught the look Miranda sent his way. Slightly startled, he pondered briefly before breaking into a smile. “Lord Montfort was a master of military strategy and a hero on the battlefield. I’ve always respected him as an elder. Out of admiration for him, I’ll place ten gold coins on his horse.” He then placed his bet. Seeing the three of them align in their choice, Lady Langley and Lady Fitzroy, suspecting there might be more to it, followed suit and also bet on Montfort.

guest of young handsome noble son and duke dressed in their Sunday best milled and ladies on their best to attract potential suitors, In Roland, there is another culture that must happen in every ball or noble meeting that involves young men and women, it is titled Chase and innocent, for young noble ladies this what they have been trained for since birth, tonight they discovered which young ladies might succeed by securing a match hereby avoiding the dreadful condition know as the spinsterhood, many young ladies dressed in the fine color of silk fling themselves to find a possible suitor of a noble son. songs played from a violin and a man dressed in fine blue tunics walks to a young lady "

Proud men like Federico di Altavilla e Portanova didn’t take rejection well, and her rejection of him had been particularly cruel. Federico led her through a wrought-iron gate where an aide was waiting. They talked briefly before the man led the way to a suite of rooms down a long, marbled corridor. The walls were lined with generations of the Royal family… all their eyes seemed to be following Ava as she walked soundlessly by Federico’s side. The aide opened a door leading into a private lounge. The furniture was modern and, although the palace was centuries old, somehow the mix of old and new worked brilliantly.

He took the steps as he counted the seconds expecting the following scene as he already read it all be. “Lady Chantal!” Hearing her name as he looks up and caught her eyes who standing on top of the staircase. He smiles as he throws a card, knowing that ever since that night his move and every little thing he will do is an act acceptable and pleasing towards the future duchess of Dorincourt, and his second prey. “Young Lady of Dorincourt, Lady Chantal.” With the royal butler presenting their status and courtesy to any royal and nobles around and alike. She makes her way down as he approaches her, and just in time as he is presented.

All things considered, she passed on as a result of him. "She tumbled from the gallery of the room, and there were no hints of battling. The gatekeeper didn't see untouchables come in. So… she should have coincidentally fallen. It was a mishap." The knight detailed the consequences of the examination, while taking a gander at Roland a little unusually. Roland understood what he was thinking obviously. In the Realm of Graycastle, everybody realize that Ruler Roland needed to have Tire. In that period, the sovereign and the servants having connections was extremely typical. There was not really any diversion, considerably less nightlife, so there was in a real sense nothing else to do with the

Like the Inquisitor before the Royal Court, he will make them reveal their secrets before getting his revenge. Servants of the Royal Court entered the office with the papers that the knights signed earlier. The Princes began the arduous task of comparing their signature against the one that William got the assassin of Eldric. The boys were stunned once again by her genius. She waved at the two and reminded them to remember that they were her representative at those parties. One wrong move, and it will be all traced back to her. John bade his leave with a majestic bow. He exhumed with grace in every move of his body, "My Lady, I shall take my leave." His words ring with such conviction and be