El Principito Rosa Novels & Stories

For a moment , I wasnot there , i felt like i was carried to another distance , under hypnosis I think i became , by just looking at his scar. We reached our destination...... Once we arrived, the gates were being opened for us very quickly ,soldiers came in a coordinate organisation surronding us , and baving the way across those fancy gates . soldiers bowed to him in so much respect, he got off the horse in one jump and looked at me by the side of his eyes , I saw one girl , very well dressed like a princess maybe , came running to him hugging him while he went for the older lady standing right there also well dressed but like a queen , he kissed her hands , all was looking at me while i w

She skipped down the rest of the stairs, and kissed me. I looked down at the shirt. It was the one with a classic NES controller that said, “Classically Trained.” The way the shirt fit Rose, the controller was over her beautiful breasts. “Babe, did you steal that shirt so that I can stare at your boobs all night?” Rose smacked my chest. “No! I stole it because it’s yours, and I’m the better player.” “Geeze, Kam. Don’t be disgusting!” Kimi growled at me.

I huff quietly and do my best to ignore his leering eyes as he pushes the dazed woman away from him and licks the remaining blood from his lips. “Rosalyn is it? Don’t be shy and come stand beside your master,” Matthias says to me as he places his glass on a brown coaster on the coffee table. The way he calls Paul my master makes my skin prickle. Paul fists his hands but looks to me and nods for me to come stand beside him. My legs feel shaky as I step closer, keeping my head to the floor and hoping we won’t be here long. “Lift your head and look at me, Rosalyn. It’s rude not to look at someone when they speak to you,” Matthias demands calmly and I don’t like where this is going.

Her nose is high, and her lips are red and full. She is the lovely princess of Elhasa Kingdom. She is watching the dancers gracefully dance in the middle. Their bodies are vigorously swaying with the accompaniment of the music instruments played by the musicians that her father, the king, hired for her twenty-first birthday, which will be happening only an hour away from now. “Your Highness.” A deep male voice called behind her. Princess Alf turned and saw a handsome knight wearing red armor standing by the door. He has a perfectly chiseled face, thick and long brows, dark red eyes and flaming red hair.

"Because he didn't want the prince to be cruel and lonely anymore. He knew the princess would make him realize the importance of life." Rosie yawned and Alvaro brushed her hair back and kissed her forehead. "Good night, sweetheart," he said. "But what about the rest of the story?" She asked, "I want to know what happened to the witch that turned good in the end. You never tell me that part. Does the prince forgive her?" Rosie was so curious sometimes and her father was mostly the object of her curiosity. She always asked him questions. "If I tell you. Do you promise to sleep?" He smiled down at her.

I assumed it was just nerves. I tried to return to my seat, but I was told the chair next to the Don didn't belong to me. Just then, the doors swung open. Sophia, the principessa of the Romano family, walked in. She wasn't even on the guest list. Yet, Marco eagerly rushed over and welcomed her to the seat beside him. The soldatos below started whispering. I frowned and approached Marco. "What the hell is this?" Before Marco could speak, Sophia answered.

The irony hit hard. As we drove further in, we stopped in front of the second villa. I stepped out and gaped—it was the most beautiful one of all. Painted soft white and pastel pink, with tall glass windows gleaming under the afternoon sun. Inside, the living room took my breath away. Gold and blush accents framed the walls, and the air smelled faintly of vanilla—my favorite scent. What a coincidence, I thought. A woman, probably In her early fifties, appeared from what looked like the kitchen. She smiled gently and spoke quietly with the assistant. I barely listened, too overwhelmed to focus on their conversation.

I climbed up my blankets and set the laptop on the bed. I laid on my side and turned on the movie. Halfway through the romance movie I fell asleep too I began to have a dream. *I was standing in a room I had never been in, I looked around when I noticed a mirror. I walked up to the mirror and looked at myself, I was wearing a beautiful white dress. I look at the dress more closely, it's a wedding dress. I see a veil on my head and a weird look ring on my left ring finger. As I stood there confused at the outfit I was wearing I heard a knock on the door. I turned to look at the door I was just staring a few minutes ago, I waited before I could move the door busts up and in come Tate and Skye.

He smiled, "very good.. and how are you Precious?" "I'm okay... what we doing today..?" "I don't know. Something that has something to do with partners.. I eavesdropped..." I laughed at him, "great.. I now have to look for a partner..." I turned around and looked at other dancers.." He gasped loudly and poked me, "heeey I thought I was your prince charming.." I smiled, "umh I can find another one." He moved her hands to my waist and tickled me a bitnd I jumped and screamed a bit loud, "Godness Chris..."

I woke up to the smell of something soft and sweet. I fluttered my eyes open and my focus laid on something soft and white. I sat up and picked it up. Roses. The whole bed where Xavier slept was filled with white and red roses and petals and I found myself smiling as I picked up the card he had left for me. 'I hope you had a good night's sleep principessa. I'm at work right now and I won't be home until late Think of me for the whole day while I'm gone.'