His Royal Highness Book Novels & Stories

Weird sensation C H A P T E R 1 1 R H Y K E R "This how the history of the royal is ended with a lot of chaos." He closed the book and placed it on the bookshelves, I yawned tiredly. The book was nothing except utter nonsense, it didn't make any sense and the royal brothel was a rubbish concept to create, thank god my mother banished this law of prostitution. "Do you think that the princess is available?" He asked me as if we were friends, who the fuck is he? Did he think that after teaching me, he could be friends with me? If he wants to be friends with the princess, I don't give a fuck about it.

“I wasn’t aware it was private to only you. It’s for royals and I’m married into the royal family,” Kael rolled his eyes like the grumpy bastard he was. “You’re not properly dressed and your hair is wet. You just stepped out of the shower, you hardly seem like a proper Royal to me,” “Well,” I hissed, my sympathy fading into irritation. “I am a royal. Not just Royal but a Royal wide. So I can use the library as I please,” Before Kael could answer, I bent to pick up the book I had used to hit his head and swept out of the library.

Ava has made it clear she doesn't welcome me, and who knows how many nobles and elitists in the royal family's circle secretly hate the idea that a commoner could marry a Prince? The King continued his speech, talking about the history of HarmonyMatch and how it has been created and perfected by our forefathers to save humankind and so on. It's a speech we've all heard before, but we still look at the King as if we're all just hearing it for the first time.

He gives me a bright smile "On second thought, maybe you should read a little about it." Is that a compliment or an insult? I don't understand the people of the royal family. "Thanks," I say flatly "Moon Held, Lukas." After a short bath and changing into the same nightgown as yesterday, I pick up the book I'd asked for from the library. 101 ways to be a proper noble Lady. I curl up on the couch in the same place as yesterday, the sound of cackling fire creating a soothing aura in the room. As I read on about the proper way of greeting a gentleman of lower status than you, but still of nobel birth, my mind starts to wander.

The room was so silent that the sound of Edward’s breathing seemed loud. He dialed the hospital with stiff fingers. The line rang, and then a nurse’s voice answered politely. “This is the royal palace,” Edward said, his voice like steel. “This is King Edward of Eldoria. I want to speak with Princess Ariel’s doctor immediately.” There was a pause of shock on the other end, then quick, hurried words, the shuffling of papers, the rustle of footsteps. Finally, the doctor’s voice came on the line. “Your Highness, this is Dr. Hale speaking.”

She had piled up the all the notebooks ready to put into her bag when her eyes caught something on the newspaper lying peacefully on the table. She unzipped her bag and carefully put in the notebooks, then picked up the newspaper. Removing the leaflet containing the information that had caught her attention, she left the house. Once outside, she began going through the headline which had captivated her attention carefully. ROYAL PRINCE HOMECOMING, PRINCE RAGHAV COMING HOME SOON. She made a face, so it was this? It wasn't new anymore, the news had practically spread round like wild harmattan fire that the Royal Prince, the only son of King Neel of Shimla kingdom, would be finally coming home

He still held the crown prince title since his father refused to pass it down when His Royal Highness was 30 years old. I heard rumors that there was a coup de tat that the prince had been planning to overthrow his father from the throne. I wondered if that happened before I regressed and wasn't killed yet by Caroline. It would be a matter of time now that once my vacation was over, Valerian would be next that I would be tasked. Before that should happen, I must speak with the future Alpha King. I needed his help with my plans. His Royal Highness took a thin journal and waved it in front of us. "This shall serve as a helpful guide for what I have learned so far." He glanced in our direction

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.

“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.

He place his hands on it, then turn and look at me before he opens them. I took slow steps inside and my mouth fall to the floor when I realize what this is. I look at the Prince not finding any word to express how am feeling. He stood beside me and said "I wanted to surprise you after the wedding but I just couldn't keep it to myself". I turn to the left side and stares at the words written "Fahad" In capital letters in black, Out of curiously I turn to the right and "His Queen" Is boldly written but with pink.