Harry Potter Fanfiction Queen Elizabeth Ii Novels & Stories

She wants to be near the Queen always, to touch her, to claim her as hers, but she can’t. She is just but a mere doll, and the Queen belongs to the King, whom she is certain would have her head on a chopping block should he learn how she feels about his Queen, and what they have done. Yuelan hides a smile at the blonde cuteness. The red stain on her cheeks makes her very alluring. Unable to help herself, she reaches out to push back the strand of hair blocking the girl’s view. Which she gently tucks behind her ear.

she says as she nods to the Butler standing at the door. They bring breakfast into us and set up at the table in the private dining room of the Queen. “I do not know how we will get past this,” she says as she pushes the food around her plate. “You need to eat,” Elizabeth says to her mother reaching across the table and taking her hand. The Queen smiles sadly at Elizabeth, “I cannot explain how devastating this is for me. I should have known that man was not my Ethan. I cannot forgive myself. I do not know how he will ever forgive me,” she murmurs as she looks down at her plate, tears dropping from her cheeks.

His plan is to evoke the pity of Houston, and let the girl act on her own and help Kiel. He already sent all the information to her discreetly and although they didn't get any huge reaction from her, they heard the news about her questioning the people she trusted in the office. The queen was a middle aged woman in her glorious fur cloak and golden crown. Her jewels suffice for her lack of natural beauty and even if she doesn't look majestic enough, her frightening aura will fill the gap of the things she lacks. "That would be your step mother," she teased Ezekiel who was wearing a waiter's clothes and a tray in his hand. He never rounded even one table and serve the guest like he should. He

That was total sarcasm, I hope my face doesn't give out. "She is my role model, Madame Bellrose. So, what have you brought, here?" “I wish to deliver a present to you from Her Majesty the Queen. This is the tea leaf you didn't get to drink yesterday at the temple.” Of course, they will bring me this tea. Did the Queen think that if I am barren, she could put her niece, Lady Eden, into the Crown Princess position? What a futile dream, wow. Because Sarah the protagonist is already here, mam. Even if I go, Lady Eden gets nothing.

We will go down after them. Bailewick suddenly realised that he had just thrown the monarchy of this operation into the hands of a starry-eyed child. "Maybe we will discuss this later." Bailewick said, trying to shut down her idea in the nicest way possible. "No. This is seriously important." Zephyra said. "If only we could get my mother's spell book." "The queen left her spell book back in the castle." Bailewick said. "Oh." Said Zephyra. "Then whe have no other choice but to meet Mr James."

"Dinner will be served in the Crown dining hall at seven. You have the afternoon to settle in and rest." I was already moving toward my assigned room door, eager to see what "appropriate for my status" actually meant, when a hand touched my elbow. Making me jerk back I shock and snapping out of my cosy luxury daydream. "Miss Edgar," Prince Harrion's voice was low, meant for my ears alone. "Might I have a word with you? Privately?" Every instinct I'd developed over years of surviving in a hostile pack screamed danger. There was something in his eyes, something calculating and cold that reminded me of Caden at his worst. But this was a prince, and I was still just a girl. What could he possibl

The room seemed tense. I cleared my throat and his attention shifted to me. He bowed. "Your highness. I'm in charge of your security from now on" "But I don't need security" "Being the queen comes with many risks. And some might target you to get to the king" I nodded. "I'll be outside the door" he bowed and left. I heard a loud sigh of relief come from Lily. She resumed her position on the bed beside me. "Is anything going on between you and Noir?"

But her voice had reached into the black narrow place where the thing in the mirror lived and put one hand flat on its chest, the way she'd been doing since a funeral six weeks ago, and the King who had never once in his life failed to finish a thing he'd started stood in a doorway with a traitor in his sights and chose her over the killing. "Get off her," I said. Low. Level. The King's voice, barely. "Slow. Hands where they live." Vance rolled off her and put his back to the wall and laced his hands on his head, and Little J was on him in a breath, zip cuffs out, and I crossed the room in three strides and dropped to my knees on the cold concrete and gathered her up, tied wrists and blood a

She breathed, wiping furiously at her cheeks before whipping around to disappear into the dark corridor and leaving me with nothing but dark, ravaging thoughts. “What are you going to do Ezra, this shit is bad,” Rudolf whispered and I resisted the urge to grip his shoulders and shake him until his eyes rattled in their sockets. Did he think I didn't know that already? I had a Queen who was threatening hell and fucking hades if I didn't bow to her wishes and a new human I simply couldn't forget! Forcing Elizabeth to mate in full view of the court would shatter what little dignity she had left in Blackwood.