How To Be A Princess Book Novels & Stories

“I have never heard the like.” “They are in it together,” her sister stated, with a positively wicked grin. “Release me and you can take this one in my place.” “What’s in it for us?” “I will watch them. And when we reach land, you will be rewarded.” “How?” the oarsman asked. “Do you know who I am? No? The Princess Royal, rightful heir to the late King Gregory of Vercia. Take me back to the palace and I will give each of you your body weight in gold coins.”

I am Seri Eclarim, a princess from a poor kingdom called Gebi. The world doesn't even know that I exist. Who would have thought that in the blink of an eye, my world would change? I was tasked with seducing the future Prince of Riovas just to protect my poor home. Was that weird or unusual? Well, I never really knew what a real princess' list of duties contained. That might have been the norm for some royalties. I'm still trying to figure out what else I can do to succeed. Am I ready for such a big responsibility afterwards? Of course not. But will I do it? I must.

I asked, “I mean, I’m a princess now. Should I try to dress the part?” She snorts at the idea, “The day you trade in your chains and platform knee highs for heels and a princess dress is the day humanity ends. You are you. If you aren’t what they consider a princess, redefine it. If they don’t like it, fuck ‘em.” Her blunt analysis made me happy. She’s right.

She was to be in her chambers at all times, never to leave or play with her siblings. As the 7th princess she had her duties to her people, but she was not to perform any duties and stay indoors always. But from the age of twelve she decided to master her own magic and learn martial arts secretly in an underground room below her chamber that nobody knew. The only people she showed were her right hand maid and her personal knight who helped train her in martial arts and assisted her in mastering her powers. Althea jumped a falling tree and increased the speed at which she ran, she ran deeper and deeper into the woods, and turned her direction occasionally to make the people chasing after her

Luke asked. "Yeah, it's a princess theme so I wanted to make everything look like a palace," Valentino replied. Alessandra squealed in excitement and demanded to be put down by Valentino. He gently put her down and Alessandra ran around the house, admiring all the decorations surrounding the house. "Isn't this too much for a kid's party?" Luke asked. "Nothing would be too much for Alessandra. She's just a kid, let her enjoy these things, okay?" Valentino said.

A sly grin spread across his face, and before I knew it, he winked at me and blew me a kiss. I immediately turned away, heat rising to my cheeks. Gosh, this guy is really getting on my nerves. "You know what, Daddy John?" Harriet said, as she kicked her legs under the table. "I want to become a princess! I want to wear a crown, and everyone will call me Princess Harriet. And I’ll have a handsome prince by my side who’ll call me his future Luna!" Her smile was as bright as the morning sun, her eyes sparkling with innocent dreams. John nodded as he fed her another spoonful of custard, a small, amused smile curling at his lips.

The middle-aged woman looked around before she whispered. "I heard that the Princess was interested in the books that you had here." The bulky man knitted his brows. "The books that I had, was there anything that a child like the Princess might be interested in?" "I don't know." The middle-aged woman shook her head. The bulky man was perplexed. Why was a pampered princess like her taking an interest in the books that he had? The books in his store were something that would surely be bought by His Highness, Imperial Prince Vernon. But Princess Minerva? Didn't she just turn five recently? Surely, what she was studying for now was about etiquette and magic.

Her sleepy eyes blinked up at me, a faint smile tugging at her lips. I cleared my throat dramatically, and Amaris cooed, her tiny fists waving as if in anticipation. “Once upon a time,” I began, “in a kingdom far far away, there lived a little princess named Lyra. She was kind and clever, but she had one big problem.” Amaris observed the drawings in the book as if she could totally understand them.

"That's bad." She chuckled now. "Well, when you're a Princess, you can try changing things." The boy wrinkled his nose, and though he looked disgusted, deep down the idea pleased him. He always did like the idea of a ball gown but no one was supposed to know that. "Abuelaaaaa, I'm a boy. Boys don't wear dresses!" "Well, not all Princesses are princesses." She stared now, face in mock seriousness. "One can only be a princess if they are kind, pure of heart and true."

Suddenly, inspiration struck. Without even tidying up, she hurried to her studio and began to sketch frantically. She wanted to create a book titled 'The Adventures of the Runaway Princess'. The name might sound cheesy, but it was just a temporary title. She had the entire storyline planned out. The story was about a commoner princess and the hardships she faced. Wielding a sword, she overcame obstacles, fought villains, and defeated dragons. Eventually, she would save a handsome prince, finding both friendship and love along the way.