Grand Duchess Maria Novels & Stories

Five years have passed since Ariana gave birth to her two children. In those five years, a lot has happened in everyone's life. First, Princess Elle and Marquis Curtis' wedding took place one year after Ariana's return to the royal palace, which was one week after Princess Elle's last visit to Alison's estate. That marriage cost Marquis Curtis his title as a Marquis of the Sigmund Kingdom. But in exchange, Curtis ended up getting a new title as Duke and Prince who married the Crown Princess.

"The duchess doesn't see it that way, Your Majesty. She is demanding that you punish Princess Ravena and publicly condemn her actions." "Is she?" I asked, my amusement fading slightly. "And what exactly does she claim Princess Ravena did wrong?" Marcus walked closer and lowered his voice. "There is more to this situation than the duchess is admitting, Your Majesty." "Explain." "The conflict between Duchess Marianne and Princess Ravena goes deeper than the recent banquet incident. Much deeper." I gestured for him to continue. "Years ago," Marcus said carefully, "before Princess Ravena was even born, Duchess Marianne proposed marriage to Ravena's father."

It was humiliating for the Royal family. “How can she get the Great Duke to marry her? She must have done something?!” The Daughter of the Prime Minister, Marielle, was the one that was called the most outstanding lady of high society. She was praised as intelligent, and talented, with a gentle personality and caritative character.

I remember Michael saying something similar about them killing Alessandro’s mistresses to force his compliance. “Oh, come on,” Bella argues, and Mia chuckles angrily. “Let me tell you something: Alessandro’s loyalty is to Maria, his wife. Whatever he’s doing for you now, Renee, don’t think it makes you special.” She says, bitterness lacing her words, and I stay silent, feeling the weight of what she’s saying. Jealous or not, she isn’t lying. Everything she’s said is true. If what Michael said is true about Maria being the princess of the Eastern Mafiadom, with their marriage merging two mafia regions and solidifying Alessandro’s power, then Mia is right. If I think of pursuing anything with

The urn looked the same as before, but what was inside wasn't mother's ashes at all—it was protein powder! Marcus and Ryan were stunned too, both looking toward Josie. Josie immediately teared up, crying pitifully: "I'm sorry, brothers. I just couldn't bear to put the Duchess's ashes in a garbage dump, so I hid them in the basement storage. But I got too flustered and spilled the ashes. I was too scared to touch them, so... so I replaced them with protein powder. I meant well—the Duchess was so kind when she was alive, she surely wouldn't blame me."

I'm glad Duke managed to come up with a solution right away. We started walking inside again and every time we walked past one of Mr. Marshall's collections, he would tell Duke it's history and importance. I even overheard him mentioning about an auction and I could already guess now, what this meeting would be for. As I thought that we would enter a room, we came across a woman, probably in her fifties, sitting in front of the fireplace with two maids as her attendant as she sipped from her tea cup. She looks elegant and a well-educated person. I can't even say less to her if I would just look at her from afar, but I'm not going to compliment her for too long because I know that in the worl

“I guess the Queen didn’t bother to tell you that was the reason she never found her mate.” “But the King is her mate.” “No another royal flaw.” she giggled. “You see most royal women are auctioned off to the house, you either become Queen or a Princess.” “But I thought my baby is his, so he's my mate!” I growled wanting to grab at her but I couldn’t move. “And the claws I had claws.” “No that was all smoke and mirrors, you see Marcus knows a lot about the area, so it was easy to make things seem like it happened but you’ve been fooled.”

Because no one knew yet, That Elinor was holding both the title of mother and the cown princess at the same time. Elinor was known now as Duchess Pendragon and upon her coronation ceremony, she would become the crown princess too… “Thank you very much for your kind words, Marquis Dover. So soon after my mother’s passing, I am still troubled with nightmares about what I could have done to save her,” Elinor answered. “The duchess was ailing from an incurable heart disease, your highness, perhaps she had not wanted to see her suffer in her last moments and decided that your life was more precious than her own,” The marquis said and Elinor remained silent.

I greeted her as I curtsied. Her name is Morticia Chase Whistleton, the Duchess of the Northern territory, the wife of the Grand Duke and the mother of Sir. Damian. “May you be guided by the Guardians of the North… Gale, who is she and why is she wearing my old clothes?” the Duchess asked.

Besides it’s not like she planned going here from the very start. “She’s wonderful wasn’t she? She really pulled the audience in.” Ms. Finnegan complimented and Catherine thought that this instructor had forgotten the she had heard all the nonsense Ms. Finnegan spouted at Lyra. “Sure, it didn’t seem you liked her during your class.” Catherine said unamused and Ms. Finnegan nervously laugh at Catherine’s comment. Catherine was sure that Ms. Finnegan is trying to be all sweet and all because her mother is a renowned Prima Ballerina and not only that but her mother has a lot of connection.