His Highness Male Consort の小説・ストーリー

"How can he be the prince consort? That should be…" It should've been him! He was right. In the novel, Isaac had indeed married the eldest princess and become her consort. In this dynasty, a princess' husband could actually hold real power, and he had been in high favor for a period. Unfortunately for him, he'd shown up far too late this time. Now, I was the one whom His Majesty had chosen to be Princess Leonora's prince consort. It was true that the marquisate was destined to have nine sons, but the master of the mystic arts had also made one thing clear—the reason all nine sons carried heaven's blessing was that they had all appeared because of me.

"Yes, Luna." Kisha bowed and left the room, my orders weighing heavily on her back. I touched my reflection again, my fingers shaking but my smile unwavering. “You may be the high consort now, Deva,” I whispered softly. “But you won’t be for long.” I will take you out no matter what it'll cost me. You just wait.

Nang malakas na natawa ang dalaga saka ko lang na-gets ang subliminal meaning behind the question. "Ladies and gentlemen, an aton guin huhulat. May I present to you, His Royal Highness...this nation's beloved crown prince–Prince Edward Liam Alessio of House Vega-Escarrer and miss Shannon Talavera. Maestro, music. Your Highness, pikahi!"

She knew she wasn’t ready for marriage nor is she ready to shoulder the responsibility of being a crown princess of another kingdom. "You have to, dear." Her father countered. "We’ve decided to get you two married before you start to show interest in someone else." "What kind of decision is that?" She scoffed. “And what’s with the rush? I do not even know his name.” “He’s seventeen already and their law makes them obliged to naming a crown prince after his eighteenth birthday.” King Louis answered. “And his parents want their son to have his crown princess before he’s eighteen. They want you two to start taking proper steps towards ruling.”

Just like how difficult it is to bring back the hands of time. As you wish your highness. Malik replied his voice deep. Eyes filled with love. Tossing the laptop on the bed side table, Malik hold Rim's body and gentle placed her on the bed. Looking straight into her honey eyes he said; Being your husband is the best honor am proudly carrying with me. Better than being the multi millionaire that the world know. The best accomplishment for a life time. I have never and ever love a woman the way l love you. He kissed her in the hair.

’ I raised a brow as we straightened our posture. “Oh please, how many do I have to tell you both? No need for formalities. It’s just us you know, we’re cousins for goodness’ sake.” His Highness stood there laughing, holding his stomach with the right hands as the other wipes a tear that left his eye. I looked at his attendant to see if the Crown Prince was only bluffing but, his attendant, a butler of high class, wears his poker face and doesn’t seem to be against His Highness. It seems like the butler is used to his master’s antics. Still doubting, I looked back at the Crown Prince who’s already done laughing himself out. He still wears that smile so charming that it fits his status.

"Speak lowly. If his highness hears, you will be dead. Just now one of the maids lost her hands because she touched his highness's belonging." "What?! Is he his highness pet?" "You fool... that's his lover according to his highness." "But what about lady Blaine?" "Don't even talk about lady Blaine in front of a young master. It's a secret. Just understand that his highness really values him. Like crazily loves him." "This is not good. Did you see that boy properly? He had Caribbean eyes for god's sake. Why is his highness keeping him around?" "I know. He is surely from the southern kingdom and I don't know if it's a good or bad decision but let's keep silent for a while and tell your soldier

"There's no need to apologize, Your Serene Grace. It's understandable that this situation has taken you by surprise." Taking a deep breath, I set the glass aside and composed myself, wiping away the remnants of panic from my expression. "Please continue, Garreth. Tell me everything that happened." He nodded and proceeded to recount the events in a steady tone. "His Royal Highness had an informal chat with the young masters and young mistress. It was clear that he was attempting to build rapport with them, discussing their interests and experiences over the past years. He inquired about their life in Cloveshire Citadel and seemed particularly interested in the incantation jewelry they wore."

"We all thought he would be alone forever." "Adrian?" Since when was he referred to as 'his Highness'? The only one who was referred to as that was- "No. The Lycan King," My breath left me. The tears stung my eyes before I could even say a word. "His Royal Highness- Lycan King having his mating ceremony today. Purple Sun City is bubbling with joy. I hear his bride is a woman who has stuck by his side from childhood."

His broad chest was defined by rippling muscles that spoke of strength and power. As he leaned back on his golden throne, his regal poise exuded an aura of authority and command. His commanding presence filled the room, captivating all who were fortunate enough to be in his company. Catherine swallowed as she began to question if truly this wasn't a dream. This man was really going to become her husband? “The imperial consort, Lady Catherine Jones, has arrived,” she heard a huge baritone voice announce amidst her wandering thoughts and all eyes immediately turned to her.