Knight And Princess Novels & Stories

“The knight beat that dragon up, huh, zio?” I nodded, patting his hand while trying not to laugh. “Settle down, Spar. You will wake the entire castle.” I chuckled, beaming at him. I loved his energetic personality, but sometimes he could be crazy. “Yes, the brave knight killed the dragon and ran up to the top of the tower to rescue the princess. However, there was a magic spell on her door. The young princess could only be saved from the tower by a powerful king, and the man was only a simple knight. He had to leave her behind until he could find a way to become king.” My voice lowered in sadness, feeling a single tear slide down my cheek.

Unlike the three-panel format I’d seen before, this one told a sweeping story maybe ten, twelve scenes etched into one continuous timber. I stepped closer, and Ron appeared beside me once again. “Ah, the missing princess,” he said with a nod. “Most folks miss that one. This beam tells the tale of The Order’s only failure.” I blinked, intrigued. “The Order failed?” He smiled, eyes gleaming. “Oh yes. It begins with Duke Lockwood the ruler of this land long ago. He had a daughter, Lilliana. Said to be the most beautiful woman in all the provinces. But her father was… protective, some say obsessive. He kept her hidden away in a tower, allowing visits only from her tutor and himself.”

Navia said confidently. Leonel chuckled softly. “Then who does deserve her?” “A knight,” she answered without hesitation. “A knight can protect the princess until she becomes queen. If she marries a prince, she only becomes a queen consort.” Leonel laughed quietly at that. “That actually makes sense.” His deep voice lowered as he looked at her. “Then from now on… I’ll be your knight, Princess.” Navia’s heartbeat instantly spiraled out of control. This man really loved saying things like that on purpose.

"Anyway! That's why I couldn't go on a date! I have, um…a doctor's appointment! Yeah! Gotta—gotta take care of my…my condition!" Jacob still stared, his face a mix of confusion and concern. Shit. He wasn't buying it. I had to do better. I exhaled roughly, switching gears. "Actually—wait! I'm engaged!" Jacob's jaw dropped. "Engaged?!" "Yes!" I nodded enthusiastically. "To a mysterious foreign prince! He—he lives in…uh…Antarctica!" "…Antarctica?" "Yes! He's a penguin breeder! Very, um…very handsome!"

they all said together. Unlike the first night we saw each other, their voices seemed… gentler this time. But I could be wrong. I looked away. “Please don’t call me that. I’m no longer a princess. Just call me Katniss.” “We could do that but His Grace would kick all of us out. Therefore, until he tells us to quit, you will remain our princess. By the way, you can call me Onyx. This one is Drake,” he fondly said and pointed at the man with gray eyes. “And the one beside him is Khal. We are His Grace’s knights. The others are on duty at the moment. You will meet the rest of the knights later.”

"A soldier of fortune." "Doesn't matter. Court ladies, I've heard do wed knights," she said. Karl shook his head. Would she ever understand? As beautiful as she was, she was also naive about a lot of things in this world. "This particular princess can't just marry a mere knight. She's above them also." Lexi arched a brow to this and faced her meal. "You've barely touched your meal," Karl said. "I'm not hungry," Lexi said, a sad expression written on her face.

All that is known about them is that they do not have princesses; they are all princes, and this is the reason for their strength. She prepared herself, and her maid took her to her chariot that would take her to the kingdom of her unknown prince. She caught a glimpse of the king of the kingdom of darkness as he climbed in his chariot and set off to suddenly open the door of the cart she was riding in, and her prince climbed in to launch the cart with lightning speed to enter a black gap, a time gap that helps in moving between kingdoms. The allies quickly and easily found themselves suddenly in front of a palace—no, rather, a very high and huge castle, more than her father's palace in seve

Chapter One Hundred And Sixty One Amidst a moonlit garden, the Knight meticulously arranged the engagement fairytale, each detail woven into a dreamy tapestry of romance. The soft glow of lanterns illuminated the scene as he nervously awaited Annabelle's arrival. Roses adorned every corner, and the air was filled with anticipation. As Annabelle approached, the Knight's heart raced. He took a deep breath, clad in his finest armor, and with a voice filled with sincerity, he asked, "Annabelle, will you make me the happiest man in the realm and marry me?"

I just remember how grand it was from the outside, the white brick, the towers that reach high into the air, I never could comprehend its size. I remember her though, she wouldn’t ever come down from that damn obstacle course and I couldn’t keep up with her. She was too fast, even though I was older and stronger. Despite being banned from the palace I’d sneak away just to look at her. Is that creepy? I was ten. Ah well, make up for it now, get to know her and hopefully woo her. But how the hell do you woo a princess? I can’t give her more than she already has. I can’t buy her.

Her wings looked like they would belong to a dragonfly. “Tanz, this is our new Duke, Sir Scott MaComb, and his two children, Scott and Stacey.” Then Belle turns to our daughter, her eyes beaming, “This is Princess Elentari Amia Tirisil.” She holds a finger to her lips, “But this is a secret no one can know until we announce her to the Kingdom as a whole. You will be the only one allowed to attend to them while they are in their quarters. Until she is announced you may refer to her as Miss Silk MaComb.” Her instructions were absolute.