Her Royal Majesty Novels & Stories

Her husband, her god, her lover, her prince, her duke and the father of her children; she just loved him. She was after all his Her Royal Highness.

The older maid quickly stopped her. “Am I wrong? Ever since Her Royal Highness returned, she will either space out or giggle for no reason. Now, she’s humming and dancing for no reason. I think Her Royal Highness must have been possessed while she was out there. So what if Her Royal Highness hears me? I don’t mind not eating for three days! I’m on a diet anyway.” “Oh, you! You’re lucky Her Royal Highness has a good temper and is gentle. You only dare to say this because she treats her subordinates like sisters. If you got assigned to someone cruel, you would be thrown to the beasts if you dared to say that.”

Logan Nielsen "Did someone recognise you?" My father asked. "No, I will be fine here." I said as I sat down on the sofa. "Very well, I'll contact you again later. Take care of yourself, son." My fa5her ended the call. My father is the King of Denmark, Valentino Nielsen. I'm Logan Christopher Nielsen, the Prince of Denmark. As much as I love being in the palace, I have to get put of it. Why? There's been a lot of scandals surrounding me lately but all of them are not true so to slowly due them down, I have to go to London to continue my school here.

He immediately ordered a servant to fetch Miranda. Soon, Miranda entered the room, her head bowed low as she knelt. "Miranda greets Your Majesty!" "Was it you who deciphered the hidden meaning in my edict?" the King asked, idly stirring the tea leaves with the lid of his cup as he observed the young woman before him. She kept her head lowered, her face obscured, but he could see her long, jet-black hair, with delicate braids on either side, adorned with tassels that swayed gently with her movements. She wore a dress of soft, lake-green silk, and knelt quietly as if she were a crystal, clear and pure, drawing all eyes to her.

"The Queen is requesting a private performance at Windsor Castle. She wants to hear the piece that 'represents the triumph of authentic artistry over manufactured controversy.'" Jake stared at her in amazement. "The Queen of England wants a private concert?"

Layla sighed, a note of resignation in her voice as she explained, "Ever since Prince Arthur's untimely death, Her Majesty has suffered from persistent headaches. Her rest is often disturbed at night, and slumber comes only fitfully." Had Selena not been investigating an incident, Layla would scarcely have dared to speak of this matter. But the rapport between Selena and Adelaide had seemed cordial of late, and Layla didn't wish to see it strained. So, she answered simply, speaking only what was asked. Adelaide's expression darkened slightly, though she didn't take offense. However, her mood soured considerably. Selena offered gentle reassurance, "That's in the past, Your Majesty. You still

He put his hand on the small of her back and she gave a deep curtsey, “Your Majesty, I’ve heard many stories of your time on the throne over the years, and George speaks very highly of you. It is a true honour to meet you.” Kings, even ex-kings are still referred to as ‘Your Majesty’. It’s a matter of honouring the position they once held. “I apologise for my informal attire, we were not expecting you so soon.” She bows her head, and he smiles warmly at her, “Nonsense, I heard the commotion and I thought I’d come and see. It seems that George is putting you in your place well, My Darling.” She clenches her jaw and takes a deep breath before she can say anything, George appreciates it, but st

It is with great regret that I must announce, Her Royal Highness, Queen Kari Marit Doyle, the Queen of all Queens and our mother, has taken her last breath and has joined our father in the land of the moon Goddess. The end

The Queen, with her maternal wisdom, looks at me with tenderness. "Alexandre, I understand your concerns and desires. You are my son, and I want you to be happy. But I also recognize the importance of his responsibilities as a future king." A member of the court, known for his wisdom and balance, intervenes. "Prince Alexander, your happiness is essential, but it is essential to find a balance between your real obligations and your personal choices. Remember that, as a leader, your decisions affect not only you, but the whole kingdom."

“That's very nice of you, Christian. Your momma will be so happy when you give these to her.” “Christian!” I heard a middle aged lady running out from the pack house and coming to us. Her eyes widened when they landed on me and then she scowled at Christian Jr. “Royal Beta Christian, I'm so sorry for the disturbance. Chris can be a little proactive and find his way out of my sight real quickly.” She looked frightened. I don't blame her. Most people react that way in the presence of the Royal Beta and the Royal Alpha King.