Just One Of The Princes Sofia The First Novels & Stories

I ask curiously. "Oh, this is my favourite," Crimson says. "It's you at your engagement party." The world seems to shudder to a stop, my entire attention zeroing in on the photo. "I'm engaged?" I whisper. I better not be engaged to that older man... "Yes, of course." Crimson points to the younger man. "This is Vade, a Prince from Territory Five. You two were engaged the moment you were born. His father is great friends with yours." Nasuea twists in my stomach.

Kelsey said just loud enough for Ivy to hear. Lovely. Harper snickered, but the others didn't react. Zora held up the snapshot of the first man. "Jabir al Saud. He's a Saudi prince. In the grand scheme of things, he's fairly unimportant. On the surface, he's your typical indulgent rich kid that's never grown up. He likes to party. The Saud family goes to great lengths to support his partying, turning a blind eye to him because he is useful."

I said softly. “I.. I will tell Cedric the news.” She said. She quickly scurried from the room. “Are you sure you want to do this?” Viktor asked. “Do you think I shouldn’t?” I asked. He smiled as he cupped my cheeks. “I think it’s a fantastic idea.” He said. He pressed his lips firmly against mine. ••••••••••••••••••••••••• “Today, I crown Princess Violette Dubois as Queen of the Dubios kingdom. Queen of the werewolves.” The Elder minister said. He placed the crown on my head.

*Ainslee* Prince Rafe. How the fuck did I not know? It all makes perfect sense now. I’ve been so angry for so long, I haven’t been thinking clearly. When I thought of the royals, my mind went to King Axel’s daughters—Sophia and Riley. They are the only true royals besides the king. But Rafe was made a prince long ago so that he could become next in line to be king. Then there are some dukes and lords and other such titles that the king has around him. They were mostly given those titles because they served the king at one point or something. I’m not sure. Obviously, this is not my area of expertise.

She turned to the Healing Prince and sweetly said, "Healing Prince, they're bullying me. You should stand up for me." Sofia was new at the Medical Hall, but being Kiran’s disciple, the Healing Prince and Frank took great care of her. They already saw Sofia as a junior and a sister. Hearing the rich heir's insults earlier, they were angry. Now, they were even more so. "Today, I'll teach them a lesson!" the Healing Prince said coldly, stepping forward.

I remember that burqa perfectly, so pretty and well-behaved, I don't know why so much fuss, these women don't know how to appreciate good clothes. Just as I think about answering, we're interrupted by a faint knock on the door. --- Supreme? Supreme? Excuse me, I came to inform you that the car is already at your disposal-- Alfred appears in the door opening after hearing my command to enter. --- Great Alfred, thank you very much-- my princess responds kindly, putting the comb on top of the dressing table-- you can take the day off to rest and let Gloria know that you're also excused for today-- she says turning her back to me and walking away forward like a true queen, no, like the true supr

He pecked her forehead and moved inside the mansion. "Da...da… " She started crying. Her cheeks were red. Rani Sa gave her a pacifier and distracted her attention from her father by showing her birds and butterflies that were just flying around. "Kavya, look at those butterflies." She walked to the rare black rose on which a colourful butterfly was sitting. Princess Kavya tried to grab the butterfly. In the meantime, Prince Jai Singh showered. His chestnut hair was neatly combed. Droplets were dripping from his hair. He wore his black yoga pants and white polo t-shirt. After getting ready, he went down to meet his daughter and have breakfast. He was famished.

I can feel her pleasure as if it was my own as it races through her body. With a loud popping sound, I release her nipple. “Don’t think about it, just say what needs to be said.” I say as her eyes hold a dreamy look. Hooking my thumbs in the waist of her shorts, starting to pull them down. “My dad’s dad, my grandpa is not a wolf but the last of the Royal Bears. The rightful king. My dad is the next in line.” Surprised, I stand staring at her. “You’re a princess? I always thought of you as my princess. I guess I was right on the mark with that one.” I say as I see a tear roll down her face. Wiping it off her cheeks. “What’s wrong?” I ask her, cupping her cheek, looking deep into her eyes. “Th

“The Crown Prince of Winacellu and the Dorm Leader of Faenice, His Royal Highness—” “Can’t, can’t you just cut it down to their actual names?” I requested, wincing at the very long introduction of their prince. “Okay, okay.” She nodded. “So, Kieran Fiores Gregory, Winacellu’s crown prince; Murien Larimar Samudra, Malecoy’s first prince; Leonis Raizen Aureus, Aslan’s second prince; Lazul Horacin Samudra and Guren Cairox Samudra, Malecoy’s twin princes.” She snatched a cookie from the plate.

Sofia wore a black Godfather-style trench coat, her hair cut short, a red rose symbolizing family power pinned to her chest. In the past period, she had ruthlessly purged the family elders and become the youngest Godfather in history. She was no longer the delicate princess she once was. The innocence in her eyes was gone, replaced by the commanding presence of a ruler. "You sure you're not staying?" Sofia looked at me, a hint of reluctance in her eyes. "You could be my second-in-command. We could run this city together." I shook my head, looking towards the departure gate. "I'm not cut out for an office. It'd make me rusty. Besides, Mom's got a lot of 'business' to wrap up in Sicily. There