King In Alice In Wonderland Mga Nobela at Kwento

Anna👱🏼‍♀️ How's does the Princess not see something wrong about any of this? She mentioned an old hag using a spell, but with the way she's been moving lately, I wasn't sure if she casted a spell on our King, or that poor, young witch in his dungeon. There is no way a young witch so young like that, could cast a spell on our millennial year old King without him noticing! He isn't as dumb as Cyn thinks. He can smell even the slightest bit of magic being placed on him. I pray and pray that Cyn hasn't casted a spell on him either. He will for sure have her head this time.

He picks up the cake eating it with his hand, ignoring the fork on his plate. Adam asked me a lot of questions about me being a king when we walked through the forest. Me being a king seems to excite him. "I guess you can say that." I guess me giving the alphas a beating is considered 'king stuff'. "Being a king is so cool. I don't want to be an alpha anymore. When I get big I'm going to be a king just like you." Adam flash me a big smile with icing around his mouth now.

He finds it strange that Aileen was silent, so he speculated that the lady must be up to escaping again or doing silly things again. All of a sudden, a lady jumped into him. It clung to his neck like a koala, then she asked, "Who are you? Say the magic word!" 'Magic word? What the hell is she trying to say?' says the confused mind of the king, but his mouth runs and utters, "Don't you know who I am? And, what's with that magic word?" "If you call me 'my sunshine', 'my queen' or 'my love'... Then you're hella' in!... Otherwise, names like 'you' or 'woman'... Then you're freaking out! Yah, hear me?"

I went outside and started to water the flowers in the garden, trying to find some peace, but nothing could take my mind away from it. Just as I was returning to my room, I heard voices at the front door. I moved sneakily toward it and saw the Wizard King and the Alpha. “It is not perfected yet” the Wizard King said. “We still need that ingredient” “You’ll get it but what can we do now?” the Alpha asked. “Use this. Just like the last time” the Wizard King instructed and the Alpha nodded. “Are you spying?” I flinched at the sound of a child’s voice by my side. I turned to my side to see the Wizard King’s daughter, Winnie by my side. She looked up at me with curious eyes.

We broke our engagement not long ago and got nothing to do with each other. "I appreciate your concern, but if those men show interest in me, maybe they can become my potential spouse," I smirk. "After all, I'm an eligible bachelorette. It's time for me to find a husband." "Alice-" "It's Mistress to you," I corrected him as it caused the look on his face to turn red. "You may be the Crown Prince and soon become king after your father steps down, but here I rule this kingdom. I'm the Mistress of Pandora…The Red Witch."

Ruby Going to the homecoming dance is the furthest thing from my mind after what happened last night. All I want is to stay with Atwood today, but when I try to go to his study to tell him that I don’t want to go anymore, he’s not there. Alice finds me standing inside his study, and yanks me out by my arm. “You should know by now not to enter the King’s study without his permission,” she snarls, slamming the door shut and locking it with one of the keys on her keyring.

Alexander chuckled "I am the King without any King dress.." "But how can you be King then?" "My name is King.. I am not any real King.." Alexander replied.. "O" Vivian formed an O shape in understanding.. "You are like me! You are your family's King! Like my mom says, I am this family's princess.." Alexander picked her up on his lap "no, your mom is not right.. You are a real Princess Vivian.." She chuckled and hugged him suddenly.. She is happy when he praised her saying princess.. "You tell Vivian princess.. Then you are a real King too.."

In the heart of the Magic Kingdom, a whisper turned into a windstorm. It came like a breath through the cracks of the palace walls, slithered through the shadows of empty courtyards, and danced beneath stained-glass windows: She is alive. The Queen has returned. King Alexander’s fingers tightened on the sides of his gilded seat. Though it looked like a throne, it held no true power, not without the ancient Staff of Authority, which remained seated on the seat, the throne of power he couldn't have access to. Panic pressed into his lungs like ice.

Said Auntie Meg. The moment she said castle, my eyes shot open, and I shot up. We were here! I could finally show her that the alpha king's castle wasn't more giant than Cinderella's or prettier than Elsa's. Fixing my hair to make sure my hair wasn't messy and looking down at my clothes weren't crumpled since I could be meeting a king and queen and I had to look my best, I jumped off her lap and the car, with a thud and turned to Auntie Meg.

Victor immediately ran to get the pure white outfit. Costumes with capes with very large hats are often seen in Western fantasy stories; people wearing them will have extremely high figurative character. Cyrus nonchalantly accepted it, then walked towards the van, didn't take a few steps, turned around and called to Claude, "Still not coming over to help?" He didn't know what Cyrus was going to do, so he just followed him into the car. Cyrus ordered the props staff to bring black ink, poured it into a basin, then dipped his robe in it, and ordered Claude to stir with chopsticks.