Enslaved Princess Manga Novels & Stories

I lashed out, my brows furrowing in anger. He can't even narrate the whole story boastfully because he's not sure of it and this gave me another chance to deny the whole story once again. "It's not a tale, Your Highness." Lord Miller affirmed, speaking for the first time today. "All he had said is what happened. The young princess was taken away as a slave by the powerful Vampire clan, The Guilt Guild. She was taken for this same reason but she ended up escaping when she was grown enough." He explained further.

“You may be struggling now, but remember once that parasite is gone you will be back to what you are as you always been. As you do not have to worry no more or struggle like this, for, by this time, your so-called princess has already died.” Screaming with his anger as the pool of wrath within him overflowing, yet he cannot use it nor can do anything to stop the inevitable thing of his paid and laid destiny. He can only crumple his hand into a fist as he can only struggle to break free, yet is a hopeless pup that is tied and restrained with his very own family. “7th princess of the kingdom of Ameli, princess Rain. Please to make your acquaintance, prince Clayden.”

Their determination to protect their princess was matched only by Isabella's unwavering resolve to fulfill her destiny. As Isabella stood at the threshold of her escape, her heart filled with a mix of gratitude and determination. She vowed to return to Ardenia, to rally her people and confront the forces that threatened their peace and stability. No longer a captive, but a warrior fueled by her gifts and the unwavering support of her loyal followers, she would face the challenges ahead with courage and tenacity. The tale of Princess Isabella, imprisoned and questioned for her gift, would become a legend whispered in the halls of Ardenia. Her resilience, her ability to withstand the trials th

The princesses, their veiled expressions hidden, carefully placed the jars back into the bags and withdrew another set. This time, Nerissa unveiled a different type of sea cucumber, its hue a deep and captivating shade of purple. Madissa's chosen sea cucumber, on the other hand, boasted a lighter shade of purple. With a sense of reverence, the princesses handed the bags to the kings, who held them securely, safeguarding these precious offerings. The veils added an aura of mystique to their actions, their expressions concealed behind the shimmering silver sea silk lace.

Inside was not exactly a prison, but it wasn’t comfortable either. The room was small and empty, the metal walls covered with strange carved symbols and special runes designed to suppress magic. The air was dry and still, as if it were meant to suffocate whoever was there. On a low bench against the wall sat the princess. She looked smaller than usual. Her dark hair was tied back loosely, and her skin looked pale under the soft yellow light of a single wall lamp. She didn’t look up when they entered. King Malakor stepped into the room first; his presence filled the space immediately.

The eldest princess of Sutra kingdom clenched her hand into a firm ball, she will never gain feeling other than hatred for the creatures who abused their homeland for thousands of years. "I accept all these curses" she retorted back, not knowing that her words are the key to turn her beautiful golden tail into two pairs of legs. Suddenly, the whole surrounding became filled with white and vagueness. Her vision became blurred but she can feel it, her body being held up by someone upwards.

me : what do you want you are calling your master by name princess : shutup iam not your hiccup servant me : then what you are princess : I hate you sobbb I hate you hiccup because you hurted me hiccup me : who hurted whom did you forgotten princess : yeah hiccup you forgotten my love and made me your slave or servant something whatever (this girl is really can't she be less cute I really wanna kiss her very badly) me : you loved me princess : ofcourse I love you sobbb I love only you sobbb I still love you hiccup me : then why you accepted that marriage princess : I didn't hiccup we are just acting me : so you love me princess : yeah (this is the best chance to know the truth from her) me :

bad servant owl:- why you talk like a drunk man prince:- I want to go for a drink. in the meantime, there was a princess of curses fate. what siting over a broken wall, her dress is royal and fancy, her hair is yellow, she can seduce any man just by one look. her hand nail was red and it was not artificial, she was depressed. someone shows up after 15 min, it looks like they were secret soldiers from an enemy nation who know for extremely worshipping demons and devils.

I sat down staring at the horizon as the sun went to its resting place but I knew that it was just the entire finishing a rotation, I wished desperately that I could turn back the hands of time but the Moon Goddess had favourite and I wasn’t on their list that’s why she had made me a Beta knowing fully well that a female Beta as a Princess would spell doom for her. That’s why no matter how seduced the Crown Prince was, he wasn’t interested in me because I didn’t have a scent because even though I was a Princess, I was very ordinary. That’s why I had found myself as a slave, because nobody wanted me and because nobody thought I would amount to anything and it wasn’t their fault.

I remembered an old story my mother used to tell me before bedtime. “Is that it? How did I not think of it before?” I asked in disbelief, and Aris looked at me seriously. “What's wrong?” asked Aris. “My mother always told me about the story of the princess betrothed,” I said, and then I got dizzy, so Biel held me up. “She told me about how an empathic princess could free some innocents who were enslaved in one place when she found the holy book that was linked to the magic of slavery and the water of life. It's a crude version of the curse, but I think it's the answer.”