Does Prince Have A Daughter Novels & Stories

We moved towards the edge of the dance floor as the rest of the couples did the same, leaving only Viola and Prince Peter in each other’s arms with the whole room’s attention solely on them. “Oh! Did Prince Peter find his mate? How lucky!” A hushed whisper reached my ear. “Who is that?” Another voice came with a confused tone, “She can’t be a ranked member if I don’t recognise her face.” “Isn’t that the other daughter of the Alpha of the Scarlett Pack? I heard she has a terrible temper.” “Wow. How wonderful that both of his daughters have managed to land themselves such high profile husbands! He must be so proud of them both, especially since his pack is such a small and weak one!”

"It's just Giselle's father and that's the reason I did not mind because it's all family." "Oh, okay," she nodded, the smile returning to her face. "I am fine with that." "And where's your daughter? I hope she is getting ready as well?" "I told her to, but she was sceptical if she was invited. She told me she had never sat on the royal table with the Alpha before." Christine turned to look at me with a sad face and I recognised what she was trying to do. "My daughter has not been treated nicely here and it's not fair. If she is the prince's woman why is she being deprived of these things? The fact that she has a relationship with the Prince means she's not just getting privileges but rights.

I worried we had stunned them into muteness when my mom let out a sharp, ear-splitting squeal. “What! So the rumors are true? You are the Werewolf Prince and my daughter is the Werewolf Princess? Claire, how lucky can one girl possibly be!” She started to pace. “Wait, wait, wait. I need a clear picture. If Claire is a Werewolf Princess, that makes me the Queen!”

She was about four years old and was still quite innocent, but she had been taught proper manners and didn't fuss. Penelope also had a daughter, the eldest princess, who was three months older than Sylvia's girl. Grace had a son, the second prince, who was only two years old. The second prince was chubby, running with a wobbly gait. Victoria took a great liking to him, holding him close and giving him a few affectionate kisses before turning to Carissa. "You should hold him too. May you give birth to a plump little one next year." Carissa looked at the pudgy child and smiled as she extended her arms. "Your Highness, may I hold you?"

The energy in the room dropped like I'd cursed someone’s entire bloodline. I sat up straighter. "What? Another forbidden topic?" Jason let out a slow breath, adjusting his glasses. "We don’t talk about her here." "And why not?" I asked, my curiosity fully snapping now. "Come on, someone tell me." Mason, who was adjusting the printer, finally sighed. "Because she’s our boss’s daughter." I nearly choked on my spit. "Creed has a daughter?!" Mason rolled his eyes. "No, idiot. Zara is Manager Olive’s daughter."

“What are you talking about? I thought you had just one daughter.” “I do but it's not Eleanor. She's our foster daughter. I lost my biological daughter a few years ago but luckily we found her again. She's the real princess—There they come,” he gestured to the stairs, and my gaze followed.

“ I present you my son, Crowned Prince Elysian and his fiancée, Lady Kleir McCarthy.” A round of applause resounded and bursts of congratulations filled the hall. All seemed to be happy at this pair except for one. The lady in purple. She could not believe that the prince she wanted to marry has already have a woman ‘No! He is mine! I will make him mine!’ No one had thought that such petit woman can think of such thought. The king raised his hand. “And my daughter, Princess Utopia and his fiancé, Crowned Prince Xenon of Thras.”

she laughed as I placed my daughter in her arms. "Of course not it is very fitting that the newest crowned Heir is my daughter Her Royal Highness Princess Merida Sinclair." I announced as my mother smiled down lost the bliss of her newborn granddaughter. My father peered over her shoulder in joy. Danny also gazed adoringly at the newest royal and I left them as I moved towards my mate. She was silently taking in the strong village that was embracing our pup, it was easy to see our daughter was already fiercely loved. Rori stood and moved to take in her niece.

But, he didn’t say anything and just continued to listen to Yris speaking. “The princess grew beautifully, and she is expected to be the heir to the throne.” Yris continued. “But, when she came of age, she was given a trial just like the previous kings and queens. Her father, the king, doesn’t want her to undergo the trial and just directly appoint her as his heir. But, she herself insisted.” He said. Raine’s brows raised in surprise. He thought that the princess would be a squeamish one being raised pampered in a castle. It seems that he was too brainwashed by the fairytale books and movies that he has read and watched.

"And who would that girl be? you won't know the girl, the girl is a very beautiful, girl" says Maya and she smiled. "she is the daughter of Prince Patrick," says Maya. "you mean Prince Patrick, the chairman of Oriental group of companies," says William Dakova, and she dropped his phone on the table, and he called his wife's attention to what had happened between them.