I Transmigrated As A Prison Guard And Suppressed The Princess Mga Nobela at Kwento

Through the small window, I could see the lobby in chaos, employees milling about in confusion, security guards checking IDs, the main doors indeed sealed with metal security gates that had dropped from the ceiling. "I don't see a way through all those guards," I whispered to Odette. "They're checking everyone." Her violet eyes narrowed behind the fake glasses. "Time for Plan B then." "We had a Plan B?" "We do now." She pulled off her brown wig, letting her distinctive platinum hair fall free. "Royal distraction." Before I could stop her, she pushed through the door and marched straight toward the most senior-looking security officer, her entire demeanor transformed. Gone was the meek resear

However, I later chose to leave. Ryan took Moon’s arm and pretended to be startled. “Moon, who is this gentleman?” “Who are you? How did you get in here? Security!” Moon’s assistant snapped. Several guards closed in and tried to drag me out. I gave them a cold look and said, “Move.” The burly guards froze under my stare and hesitated. I walked toward the stage. My shoes clicked on the marble floor. “Moon, I brought you a gift.” I took a small urn from my pocket and placed it on the stage.

The princess shook her head, trying to sit up, but Normani watched her with irritation. — You can't... you can't go back to Egypt, it's forbidden, the president made a deal with Karila, if you go back she could die with you. - Normani didn't know that, when idealizing the information her hand loosened on the princess's neck and her quick movement made her get off the woman, walking away from her, she didn't answer that she accepted the information, she pulled the door and was barred right away. face by two men in their typical white clothes, they were Dayna's security guards. The black woman looked at her over the shoulder that still had her arm, the look she received broke her heart, she lo

I asked curiously narrowing my eyes, even if I wish I hadn’t come across him I was very curious. There was no way for him to hurt me. His cell was painted in silver apart from one thin strip that he stood on. Even the bars were coated in silver. I look around now recognizing the corridor I stood in. It was this part of the cell they had held Travis in and Queen Lamia not too far away. I push the awful memory away of having to cut the queen open and remove her dead child. Bagging it and taking it to my father under his orders. I had disguised myself as a rogue guard that night and had cried at what the rogue bears had done to her.

“Princess Lyra , we are under orders to not allow you access'' One of the guards said as he stood in front of me , shifting from foot to foot looking nervous . I just smiled at him as the rain started to fall , Luca’s voice came through my earpiece . “Boss , I can open the gates” I just looked to my left where Luca stood and nodded once , hitting a button on his tablet the gates swung open . The guard swung himself around confused as to why or how the gates had been opened . Three more guards appeared all carrying assault weapons . “You know who I am?” All four nod , one I don't recognise, steps forward , clearly he feels like being a hero . I lift my hand to stop him and at the same time t

“Good afternoon gentlemen, thank you for coming today. I have called you here because I have decided that my daughter requires additional protection. As such, I would like her to select a guard detail from you five men. You will be with her at all times of the day and escort her everywhere she needs to go.” Oh, great we are babysitting, not what I was hoping for… but it's a step forward, so if I'm picked, I will do my best. I'm startled from my inner thoughts by the commotion in front of us. “WHAT?!” The princess just screamed with clear rage in her tone, her voice is distorted by her mask, so it sounds deep and echoey. “How dare you do this to me?! I won't go through with this and you can't

No one would know it was a trap unless they looked very closely. Princess Sheila was pleased with the outcome and waved her hands to dismiss the guards. She heard footsteps not far away as soon as the guards left. She swiftly ducked and turned to face the footsteps. Someone approached slowly in the dark light. His face was obscured, but Princess Sheila recognized Barely Immortal from his stature. At that moment, Princess Sheila got very excited and mumbled lightly, "So that old man is not back yet. It's a good thing too. We just finished with the trap. It's a good time to try it."

"I don't care if I have to rewrite the laws of magic or challenge the Goddess herself. You are not a tool for the goddess, Risa. You are my light. And I will not let you burn out." He comforted me then, his hands smoothing over my hair, whispering promises of safety and a future that felt like a fragile glass sculpture. I leaned into him, letting the scent of his jacket and woodsmoke dull the sharp edges of my panic. By the time the palace walls appeared through the clouds, I was numb, my mind a clouded mirror of the gray sky. Brandon and his team were already waiting, their faces grim as they oversaw the transfer of the prisoners. I stood on the tarmac, watching as a separate armored van pu

It was not really noticeable after applying some concealer. This was a scene with the male lead. The young princess had disguised herself in men's clothing and sneaked out of the palace. Then, she accidentally ran into the male lead. She then falls for him and decides to look for him. So, Wrenna's costume this time was a small-sized male outfit. She tied her hair into a high ponytail. And, her eyebrows were drawn thick, which made her look like an energetic teenager. "Action!" The little princess nervously handed the entrance pass that she had stolen to the guard. She was so nervous that she began to sweat. The guard glanced at her a few times before letting her through.

The woman abruptly stopped coughing and turned her head to look at the source of that voice, only to discover the guy she had trusted her whole life approaching her. "Keres..." She whispered weakly. The guy, the one responsible for the devastation engulfing this nation, and the only reason she is still alive. Her captor. Valorian Keres Joaquim, the crown prince of the kingdom himself. Amerie saw Keres' real nature despite his golden-threaded hair, sky-blue eyes, and angelic features. How could she not? She had been with him for ten years, unable to support anybody other than him. "Aren't you proud of my feat, watching the performance from the finest seat in the house?"