Drawn Together Princess Clara Novels & Stories

I questioned, confused as to why he was still transfixed in that spot. "Well My Princess, I felt you wanted some space, to clear your head." I just sighed and gestured for him to follow me. As we approached the garden, we met Prince Arthur. He came and stopped in front of us, like he had been waiting for us to come out. "My Princess, it's a surprise to see you here". He said with a very annoying smirk on his stupid face. Adrian scoffed loudly, or so he thought and then mumbled, "Yeah, right".

Her eyes were filled with approval, which was surprising for Queen Astra. I took my place at the altar, waiting. The priest stood nearby, preparing for the coronation ceremony. Then finally…Clara arrived. The moment my eyes landed on her, I forgot how to breathe. She was stunning. No, more than that. She was breathtaking. She looked like something out of a glorious medieval painting. Her silver gown shimmered under the lights, reflecting like the surface of the moon itself. Like the Moon Goddess herself actually. The entire hall fell silent as she walked down the stairs with grace. I could hear whispers and compliments from the crowd, but none of them came close to describing her beauty in m

I had asked without an iota of interest. “I think this is your lucky charm, because coincidentally, and better for you, Alexa has gone out with Noelle, and she will not be back until evening,” Clara had said. “What does any of this have to do with me?” I had asked again, growing impatient. “Darling, aren’t you seeing the big picture?” Clara had asked, almost getting frustrated. “No, I can’t see anything,” I had answered honestly. “This is your chance to win Mark Ronaldo over and get him to fall in love with you,” Clara had said.

In the morning the prince sent one of the servants to invite the princess to breakfast. She was still sleeping peacefully, until Clara came over to wake her up. "Good morning princess!." "Hi Clara. What's going on?" "Her husband is waiting for her to have breakfast in the garden." "Okay... I'll get ready and go." Clara was surprised to see a positive response from the princess, something had changed in her. On other occasions she would have flatly rejected her invitation.

“Thank you for inviting me, Clara.” “Since it’s time for lunch, why don’t you join me and the others. His Majesty would be hurt if you stayed in your room alone and didn’t socialize with us.” “Is that so? Didn’t you come here without His Majesty’s permission?” Silvia came up to Clara and pulled her away from Keanna with a disgusted look on her face. "Oh my!" The other women present didn’t like the way Silvia was treating Clara and rushed up to them. “Silvia, aren’t you being too harsh? Lady Clara used to be His Majesty’s fiancee.” One called out.

answered the girl with a bright smile. "Oh, yeah? I think there's one now crawling up your hair." he mused pointing to her head. "What?" Clara asked before noticing the black object crawling upon her head. An ear-splitting scream erupted from her lips at the realization making her bolt out of her seat and throw her head around to remove the thing while the prince only laughed at her idiotic behavior. The toy spider fell on the table separating them and tears burst out from her eyes in the realization that she'd been pranked for the prince's amusement. She looked at him with a betrayed expression on the brink of crying.

“Seriously?! I want to meet them! Where are my grandchildren? Why didn’t you bring them? And who’s your husband?” Claire’s smile faded at his question. “I’ll tell you later, Papa. For now, let’s go meet everyone.” The king simply smiled and nodded, offering his arm. Claire linked hers with his as they stepped out. The palace gates opened, revealing the citizens of Spain gathered outside, eager to see their princess. Some had been waiting for hours just to catch a glimpse of her. Clark stepped onto the terrace first to announce their arrival. “Let’s all welcome King Stefan and Princess Claire of Spain!”

Princess Aidy said to her while moving a bit behind Delilah. Princess Clara yanked against the bars, making Princess Aidy jump further behind Delilah. Princess Clara noticed their fear and laughed as if she accomplished something significant. Delilah pinched the bridge of her nose at them, bickering like little children and causing another headache to flair up from her wound.

Reaching the throne, Clara swiftly turned around to face the crowd again before sitting on the silver throne. "Banshee's bow to your queen," the red-eyed banshee said. Clara watched the crowd, including Nimue and the red-eyed banshee bow on their knees. Clara felt strange seeing every bow to her, was she really worth bowing to?. Clara didn't know for sure.

Her wings looked like they would belong to a dragonfly. “Tanz, this is our new Duke, Sir Scott MaComb, and his two children, Scott and Stacey.” Then Belle turns to our daughter, her eyes beaming, “This is Princess Elentari Amia Tirisil.” She holds a finger to her lips, “But this is a secret no one can know until we announce her to the Kingdom as a whole. You will be the only one allowed to attend to them while they are in their quarters. Until she is announced you may refer to her as Miss Silk MaComb.” Her instructions were absolute.