Jewel In The Palace Cast Novels & Stories

From the obsidian statues flanking the steps to the golden phoenix sigil carved above the palace entrance, it screamed wealth and legacy. "This," Almay whispered under her breath, "is where we belong." Aretha's heels clicked with too much confidence as they ascended the stairs. The palace steward bowed and gestured them inside. "My Lady Aretha," he greeted, the words practiced but stiff. "The Royal Court awaits you." Aretha tried to look modest. "Thank you. It's all still so... overwhelming." The steward did not blink. He had seen many liars in his day. But he had also seen what happened to those who dared defy the king’s wishes. So he simply led the way.

The woman who entered was one of the palace attendants--nervous, her fingers twisting the edge of her gown. Prince Julian laid in his bed, completely naked as he beckoned the woman over. "Sit," he commanded as he tapped the space on the bed next to him. The woman sat down coyly, nervous about sitting on the bed of the ruggedly handsome young prince. "Thank you, Your Majesty." "You were among the attendants who received the new captives," he said, his tone almost conversational. "There was one -- the younger one. Jasmine." The woman hesitated, unsure of how to answer. "Yes, Your Majesty."

His jaw clenched like he was bracing for a truth he didn’t want to hear. “And oh—one more thing,” I added. I reached into my pocket and pulled out several pieces of expensive jewelry, placing them carefully on the table like evidence in a courtroom. “Perhaps Dr. Jensen would like to explain why these ended up in her ex-boyfriend’s possession.” Dante stared at the jewelry, confusion written across his features, until Royal explained. “Those,” she said grimly, “belong to Gazelle and Lulu. And as for how they ended up with this man, we already know the answer.”

With just a few words, the story Thomas had carefully fabricated for the past 12 years came crumbling down. "However, I am a Miller, so I'm the only one who sincerely hopes that Miller Jewels stays strong. Oh, right. Another thing you should know is that I'm the one who paid the compensation fee for the incident regarding the fake diamond. None of you would be sitting here if it weren't for me." Voices arose as people began whispering among themselves. "It was a billion dollars! How could Ms. Miller have gotten so much money?" "Didn't Mr. Jones say the money was from Jones Jewels?"

Regina declared, then went to her bedroom to calm down. “Yes, your majesty,” the assistant said, bowing politely before taking her leave from the empress’s chambers. The servants swiftly entered the room, tidying up the disarray left behind. Every piece of jewelry, from broken pendants to torn laces, was discarded into the trash. Shattered vases and mirrors lay in ruins; nothing had been spared from the havoc. The diligent servants diligently replaced everything with new items, save for a few who secretly stowed away intact pendants with hopes of selling them later.

The palace halls were decorated with flowers and beautiful lights. It was the wedding ceremony of Princess Bellamy Storm and Prince Nicklaus Grey. Everyone and everywhere was bubbling with excitement for it was the excitement of the season. “ Your Majesty.“ Miranda bowed her head slightly as King Archer walked past her. " The princess is still being dressed. “ " Send the maids out. I want to speak to my sister alone. “ Archer said and she nodded. " Out. “ Miranda said to all the maids in the dressing room. When they were all out, Archer walked in looking elegant.

he assured, giving me that warm smile of his. If only my other siblings could say the same. I sighed. By the time we arrived at the Royal Palace of Meldonis, it was already nightfall. As I stepped out of the carriage, the moon bathed me in its radiant light. I turned to Valerian when I started noticing loads of stares focused on me. “Those must be moon gems,” Valerian commented, pointing to one of the gems on my gown. “They are rare gems that glow in the presence of moonlight. Now you look like a princess.”

Janice's forehead glistened with sweat as she stammered, struggling to explain coherently. Carissa said calmly, "I don't care how you acquired the silver coins, gold ingots, or jewelry. However, the Mystic Pearl earrings were found in your possession. While you followed my mother-in-law out of the palace, you're ultimately still one of the palace maids. I'll return you to the palace tomorrow and hand you over to the Royal Management Department as punishment." Janice took a deep breath, her face as pale as death. She realized the punishment for stealing the earrings was just a pretext—Carissa had seen through her. Being sent to the Royal Management Department meant being within Eleanor's reac

He then gestured toward the four palace maids, introducing each one: "This is Lillian, who will handle the daily affairs of the Palace; Melanie will be responsible for cooking and preparing your meals; Flora will take care of the laundry and your garments; and Ivy will manage the garden and the plants around the Jade Heart Palace." As Cyril finished speaking, the four palace maids bowed in unison and said: "Greetings, Your Highness. We pledge to serve you with utmost dedication." Eunuch Cyril Stone then turned to the tall guard, saying, "And this is the captain of the guards, Simon Hale, who will ensure the security of the Jade Heart Palace day and night." Simon Hale stepped forward and bowe

“You’re my friend, Cathy. I couldn’t let them find out. Besides, if you ask me, I’d say she had it coming.” Catherine hugged Isla, but her gratitude tangled with worry. The investigation continued and reached its climax by afternoon. All staff were called to the grand hall. The Palace chief of staff paced around with a list in his hands and stern eyes, while Mrs. Harrow and supervisors stood nearby, keeping watch. The King and Queen were also present. Catherine and Isla exchanged brief looks. Beatrice, clutching her apron, was called forward. Her bag was turned inside out, and immediately, the diamond earring tumbled out. Everyone in the room froze; Beatrice let out a sharp, wounded cry.