How The Sidekick Prince Lives Again Novels & Stories

Her eyes were dark, like twin pools of ink, and her pale face was devoid of expression. Her voice was soft, almost melodic, yet it carried an unsettling chill that crept into his bones. “My kind benefactor… the palace is in chaos. Prince Aric has committed a grave offense—he missed the Demon God's sacrificial ceremony. His right to the throne is about to be revoked!”

While Assistant Hart was thinking of vicious plan one after another, his mobile phone rang, He stared at the numbers on the screen for a long time before he picked it up. When Assistant Hart answered it, he heard the voice of the other party, "The Third Prince wants to see you. Right away, the sooner, the better!" "Humph..." Assistant Hart snorted, and his eyes flashed with impatience and malice. "Back when the young Miss and I almost died in a foreign land, none of the royal family had come and helped us. If it weren't for the Old Master, we would have long been dead. I bet they only come to find us after realizing that we are living a good life. They see value in us, and now they want to b

Seri knew that if she tried to save her tears, she would just end up being the fake princess with messed up make-up, and that's not something that she needed as of the moment. The huge doors opened and a bunch of important leaders of the world slowly emptied the room. The prince strategically waited for every single one of them to leave before revealing himself in front of an old lady. She smiled at the prince and happily reached out her arms to hug him tightly. "Did you eat well, my dear?" The lady asked. "I hope that making you entertain the princesses was much better than talking with all those leaders. If it was not, I'd be more than guilty that I chose to switch places with you."

This country I woke up to is called Whithold under King Augustus Whithold and the royal family. I'm out here, wet and buried because I was assumed dead because of my little half-sister Rebecca and my fiancé, the crown prince of this kingdom who wanted me dead. The odds that I have the same name in my previous life. The same goes for Rebecca and David. Great. Just when I left my previous life with those two sinners. I have to deal with them again in this new world. But reliving again from my past, I discovered something about this Alice.

He risked his life just to save us. Just then, my Theta came barging in. He knelt down besides me. He raised his hands to perform and summon his healing abilities but the King grabbed his arms and shook his head. Moments had passed as his breathing became shallower and weaker. My shoulders dropped as I heard him exhale one last time. I've felt that a certain bond shattered and was whole again. The young Prince becomes our new King. In the far distance I could hear a faint howl. All of shifted to our wolves and howled to the melody of our breaking hearts.

“It told me of your fears, your hopes. You leave a piece of yourself in the portal each time you enter. And the portal remembers, Cernunnos.” She smirked at him as she settled herself on the floor near him. “But you know all about that, don’t you Prince of Summer? One of the oldest and purest bloodline of Sidhe. The Idle Prince, so world-weary that not even your duties amuse you anymore.” Beckett sucked in a breath, eyes narrowed. “Also the only Prince who Sparked for someone that was already spoken for. I wonder, do you get a second shot at love? Will there ever be another Spark for you?”

He was saddened to see a brave fairy prince, the guardian of the Midnight Forest, Prince Keefe Forest, fell beautifully in midair. He could see Kyron crying hysterically, mourning the loss of his best friend, comrade in arms, someone he had considered family and brother. Vladimir's eyes filled with tears when he saw Cassia hug Kyron, who was so sad. This war brought sorrow and much miserable. How many kind and gentle people have to die in battle? Prince Keefe Forest died trying to protect as many people as possible. Vladimir gulped. When compared to his efforts and sacrifices, it seemed that the fairy prince had done more meritorious things than him. Vladimir clenched his fists. He couldn't

Beside him, his old servant Xiao Ku was in tears. “Congratulations, Your Highness!” Xiao Ku said, his whole body shivering as he controlled his emotions. He had watched the young prince grow up, and he knew better than anyone how much agony the prince endured when he was labelled a cripple during his failed Awakening ceremony. “The gods have not abandoned you! The Second Prince and His Majesty the Qing Emperor will be pleased upon knowing this good news!” “Xiao Ku, I can cultivate! I can really cultivate! I am not a cripple!” the young prince yelled in joy. “I am not a cripple!”

Prince Deacon said and left. Princess Jovita and Prince Juno were forced to accept the crown and so they did, but they had a great secret; Jovita gave birth to a little girl the day they got attacked by vampires and her sister died protecting their daughter. With Ondrink's help, they manage to switch their daughter with a baby that was stillborn by c-section without the mother’s knowledge. Prince Deacon went back to England to rebuild his house exactly in the way it was before. He only returned to the council once a year for the annual meeting.

His tone is light, but I can’t tell if he’s joking or not. My throat tightens, painfully dry. "You're a Sin, aren't you?" He dips his head. "Yes." I suppress a shudder, flexing and unflexing my fingers as I consider my next move. Some part of me, buried deep, is gleeful. So many people doubted this expedition would be worth it, doubted that the immortal Prince actually lived up here. I’ve proved them wrong, and finally doubted all the months of study I’ve put into this trip.