Novel & Cerita He Called Me Princess

Things are getting out of hand on a daily basis. A few seconds later, he picked up the call. "Hello, my princess," he called me, as he used to address me.

“He needs to ask me out again for me to go out with him. I can’t just suddenly call him to tell him otherwise!” “You are so petty!” Elena snapped her brows, laughed, and laughed. “I don’t want to appear to be too easy, sister. There is a huge difference between both.” “I doubt you kept a straight face when you saw him.” Ariana exhaled, shook her head, and then groaned. “He called me princess and I blushed.” “How many kingdoms does your father rule?” Elena burst into laughter. “That is little. I almost called him a prince too. Gosh, I seemed too excited. That was stupid right?”

The boy shrug. Little Peach think. Hmmm... I prefer calling him Prince Caspian. She smile at the boy and excitedly say. "Can I call you Prince Caspian?! I always want a Prince since my Momma said that I am a Princess." The boy giggled and pinch Little Peach' chubby face. "Of course you can!" That made Peach excited. She happly held the boy's hand and they walk while swaying their intertwined hands. "I have a Prince~ I have a Prince~ Im a Princess with a Prince~" Peach happily sing while walking with Prince Caspian.

I see a shiver go down his spine and that satisfies me. “Don’t start something you cannot finish, princess.” “Mmm back at you, Prince.” The look on his face as I spat the word Prince at him was far too good. He has been calling me princess as long as I can remember, in a teasing way. Suddenly, I had equal fodder. “Shit…” he mutters and I burst out in a fit of giggles at his reaction. “It’s alright love, its not terrible being royalty. There is always good cake!”

Corrin sighs, “well at least we have two royals on our side Isn't that right princess?” He's looking at me as he says that, and it takes me a bit to process that word; ‘princess’. It's been years since someone called me that. And yet I've been called it twice today already. I haven't been a princess in a long time. I don't deserve to be called that anymore. But I don't say it. “You're asking if I'm psychotic?” I ask him. He nods with a smile. “Maybe a little” I say.

He snapped his fingers in front of my face and it was then I realized that he had come so close to me. "Don't call me that." I slapped his hand away, hating the word "princess." It was another reason I disliked him so much because I thought he was looking down on me by calling me a princess when I was in fact a Queen. "Alright." He said as he brought a dagger and pointed it at me. Saliva gathered in my mouth as a huge lump formed in my throat. "W-what are you d-doing?" I tried to keep my voice from trembling but failed.

He called me princess… no he had called me princess before. I just didn’t take the note. He leaned closer, voice dropping to a whisper. “But I have heard of a rogue princess named Mia Esbond.” My heart slammed against my ribs. Before I could react, he straightened, his expression calm, almost amused. “What’s wrong?” he said, a faint smirk tugging at his lips. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” I was already on my feet, my hand gripping the dagger at my thigh. He smiled wider. “Good. Let’s see if the stories are true.”

seriously I have told him that the king should be the last person he calls now he went and called him just because he couldn’t get hold of me. “I was shot and they took the princess and…” I didn’t let him finish “WHAT THE HELL DID YOU JUST SAY?” I shouted over the phone already on my feet, maybe I heard wrong, yes I heard him wrong. “They took her boss.” Okay I heard right, he said they took my princess and I need a level head now to understand the situation but the gods know how mad I am right now.

I told him. Now it was his time to frown: “Just Liam, ok? You are probably the person that knows me the most in this place. So, how do you want to be called, princess?” “Not princess either, Liam. Caroline or just Care will be alright,” I answered him. “I rather call you princess if you don’t mind. It is less risky than being caught calling you by a nickname.” He retorted. I nodded because he was probably right and muttered, "Alright then. Princess."

"Prince wants to see you, Princess" I nodded and looked at the old lady whose mouth fell little as she called me Princess. But, Ignoring her and settling the dagger, I moved. 'This is Do or Die" I took a long breath.