His Highness Male Consort 소설 & 이야기

"I know Shan is careful, so how did it manage to reach their ears? " "When Shan came back, he was beaming with joy. He told me and his siblings about your relationship. It's been years since he admitted that he was into men so we didn't judged him. It was only recently that it was revealed that Shan was having a relationship with you." He explained. I hissed. "Damn them, who the hell ordered to put Shan inside that palace?! " I angrily asked. " Your distant relative, Mikhail Yang. He is currently the heir, the crown prince, thus having the authority to take care of everything regarding all the issues that goes around outside and within the palace. "

one of the male servants asked Thomas, who closed the doors of the bed-chamber after his king and the lady walked inside. Thomas thought he might not be receiving blows of shock again, as he got used to his highness being partial to lady Iris. But he thought wrong. He is still reeling from his recent shock when he saw his highness carrying lady Iris inside his personal bed-chamber. His bed chamber is forbidden for all of his concubines and female servants. This is the place that is solely reserved for his highness alone. His Highness doesn't like the feminine scent on his sheets. But today, he willingly carried a protesting human concubine inside his bed-chamber.

I looked away from her and at Orien who always had a solution to everything. His eyes were blank at first and then I saw the look I had hoped for. His eyes lit up very quickly. "She is His Majesty's consort. She was the dowager queen's choice. It was not official for peasants could not be consorts but the queen chose her. So yes. She is with his Majesty's child." Orien lied with the most serious look I had ever seen on his face. How he was able to come up with such thoughts within seconds was remarkable. I only hoped they bought it.

“So he talked to you, and you want to hear it from me. He wanted me to get ready for the investiture, but I haven’t given him an answer. He also told me that it was good for us, for you, to have a seat in the royal house.” “Do you want it?” I laughed. “Well, hello, Alpha. Once we’re married, you’re officially a prince consort. All you need is for my investiture ceremony to legalize your title. So I hate to break it to you, but there’s no running away from it.” There was a moment of surprise on his face when he just realized he had another title. “Well, shit.” “Yes, Alpha Califf Walker Stone, Prince Consort. Wow. That’s hotter.”

Just that sharp, deliberate voice saying “Will you be my bride?” He had told me to take time. But who was I to keep a future king waiting? “If my parents don’t object…” I whispered. “Then yes, Royce. I will say yes.” His expression crumpled. His shoulders sagged. “Pearl… His Highness has someone. Drizzel Uriah. You must have heard of her, everyone has. She’s the daughter of the High chancellor. They have been together for years.” The words stabbed deep, sharp and sudden.

What’s his problem now? Before she could find a response, the announcement of King Issaharic and Consort Annesa’s arrival rings out. The king takes his place on the throne on the dais, his new consort by his side. Evidently, being new, she is his current favorite as other consorts in their respective seats at the side of the room. Elysia is not going to bother herself regardless.

And thus, I found it incredibly convenient to keep a seeing eye on hand to help me understand some things I otherwise couldn’t. “I see the queen’s companion,” Wicket finally answered, his voice stilted and monotone, as it always was under the influence of his gift. I furrowed my brow in confusion. “The prince consort?” “No. The High Cliff knight,” he corrected, “who bears the mark of L’Amante.”

We stood behind the big door again, waiting to get in but mommy and daddy held me back, still holding my hands waiting for the door to open, waiting for our names to be called first, that's what mama said. "Her Royal Highness Queen Amber Draca," a voice calls. "His Royal Highness King Oscar Draca," the voice calls again, calling my daddy's name. "Her Royal Highness Princess Kenedi Draca," the voice finally says and all three of us walked into the room. Everyone turned to us, there were more people than there were in the ceremony, all standing up in the room that was all decorated with flowers, the whole room went quiet as we went down the stairs slowly, and then they all went down on their k

It was obvious that this place was something special so I guess I can see the reason for her displeasure. "Leave before you're seen." I've never seen that expression 'look down your nose at me' in action before but she did it very well. I hurried away feeling chastened and embarrassed. The servant followed behind wordlessly with her head down and I got the sense she was afraid of the lady. "Where is Lu...his highness?" "Answering the princess consort, his highness is with the monarch." "Oh yes, I remember he said he was going to be there for a while. I guess I should just go back to my room until he's finished."

Aurelius gently placed the sleeping Astra into my arms. The moment his hand left the child, the warmth on his face vanished. When he turned back to face the hall, the figure standing before them was the ruler of the Midnight Court—not a partner, not a father, but a supreme monarch. "Now," he said calmly. His voice wasn't loud, yet it echoed in every corner of the hall, pressing down on the hearts of everyone present. "Who will explain to me why my consort was treated like a criminal?"