Novel & Cerita I'm Not A Princess

She came by my side and briefly hugged my shoulder. “You look great Princess,” she complimented. “And I will look bad by the end of the night,” I said in all honesty, making her chuckle. “ I trust you will do just fine Princess.” I heaved a long breath. “You don’t have to call me Princess anymore. “ I said, turning to face them both. “You both know who I truly am and where my place is. I am not highly esteemed as you see me. I am just a loser who has never made a good decision in her life.”

ERENDINA. I have a secret. I have many secrets. And nobody knows my secrets. To the rest of the realm, I’m too flawless. To them, I’m the princess with the perfect life—one that’s envied by all. But they do not know me. They do not know of my secrets. They do not know of the person that hides behind the perfect display I put on for the rest of the world. They do not know I’m undeserving of every word they’ve defined me with. They do not know that I’m neither brave nor strong. And I’m most certainly not pure.

No, focus…. “Oh Dahlia,” Azraelyrs draws close enough for his lips to brush my ear. I force myself to remain like a statue, even though my traitorous body is tempting my hands to touch him. “You dream too much, Princess.” I stiffen. The title makes my fingers tighten at my sides. Princess. That is what I was. What I should have replaced with a queenly Velmiran crown upon my head. But I am not here as a ruler. I am here as a tribute.

I said with a weird and unbelievable face. “I wouldn’t call it a legal company, let alone a legal term.” I sighed. Of course. He was working underground with weird people who have weird contracts with weird terms. “And why do they want that?” I continued. “I should seem like a responsible father now, shouldn’t I?” He smiled and I rolled my eyes. Yeah. right. “I wouldn’t do that. She—she is not that kind of girl and we don’t have that kind of relationship.”

I just wanted to get it over with—and quick. “If all goes well, I might have to address you as Your Highness!” “No—” “Do you want a water, Your Highness?” Nate offered, mocking a bow. “Your Highness?” I repeated, laughing. “I’m not…” My words faltered because technically, he was right. I was a princess, but…of what? The common lands? A place no one had ruled for ages? It’s not like anyone knew, for that matter. I couldn’t exactly shout it from the rooftop.

I ask Adams. "Here, there's no such thing as a palace, royalty and all that. Even you, no one will treat you like a princess or do things for you, you need to do it yourself. You don't need to be a prince, princess or royalty to be respected. You just need to be human and be rich," he says with his tune filled with sarcasm.

She calls me. I smiled at her so I approached, "Yeah, what is it?" "I just want to say that you're not a princess all the time. Maybe you forgot, we still have a team to take care of. We must keep the team spirits up, you know? You can play Princess later at home, okay?"

I was just one of his games—a conquest that didn’t mean anything to him. Of course, I might have ranked higher than other servants in this palace because I was a handmaid, but I was still not a royal or part of any noble family—someone who was not supposed to be an option for a prince. “You’re still upset with me.” “I have moved on, Your Royal Highness,” I answered as I smoothed the princess’ blanket. “Again! Can you stop with the royal highness crap?” He hissed, and I knew he was getting pissed off already.

“I’ll take you back to your apartments.” “I can't do this… I can't Bart!” I whimpered, crying all over again. I can't do this… I’m not made for this. I can’t be a princess.

Amber POV. Being a princess is fun, you get to wear dresses, and a tiara, go to parties and dance all you want, that's what I thought growing up being a princess means. But now that years have passed and I was under the pressure of being a princess, the pressure of ruling a whole species, I'm not just any princess, I'm the princess of the dragons, I'm a dragon myself.