Knight And Princess Novels & Stories

"Tristan, the one who guards the princess is a knight, but the princess often chooses to be with the prince in the end. If you want to be a knight for the rest of your life, you should continue to protect her. You should not do anything else." Prince, Princess, and knight, that metaphor... The knight much be referring to him. Tristan felt that her sister's analogy was very appropriate. He was indeed a knight for Stella.

I watched the whole thing unfold as she got up from the floor, her cheeks still puffed as Leon went to fetch Leah and came back to stand next to me. “I…I’m sorry.” Julian told her with his head hung and almost immediately, Candice’s expression went from a puffy frown to an angelic smile. “Apology accepted.” She beamed at him. “Wanna go play at the castle? I’ll be the Princess and you can be my knight!” “But…but…I’m always the knight!” Julian whined. “Why can’t I be the Prince?” “Because the Princess doesn’t marry the Prince, silly,” she said in a conspiratorial whisper. “She is saved from the dragon by the knight and she marries him instead!”

George stared longingly into Anthony's tired green eyes. "I will one day. And I'm going to be your trusty knight, my highness. I promise," Anthony smiled assuringly. "I don't break promises." George nodded, accepting that as an answer. Before letting go of the future knight's hand, he stood on his tiptoes to kiss Anthony's cheek softly. "I'll see you tonight." Anthony hummed his response and tore his hand away. He grabbed his sticks and gave George one last tender smile, before running off. "I'm here, master!"

"Oh, they'll be fine, Zuu. Just give it some days." She smiles and looks at me. "The princes are every female Noble’s dream. No one has ever said ‘no’ to them. You are the first." I shrug. "They're better off without me." And I mean those words in a literal sense.

He reminded me of Lysander and I didn't need anyone to tell me that he was the friend Lysander talked about. Shea looked up and sighed, gesturing at the man with her hands. "I forgot to introduce him to you." She sighed again. "Zerina this is..." She turned to him. "I didn't quite catch your name." "Oh," the man shook hands with me. "I'm the Princess's Knight in shining armour. " "You!! " Shea looked angry, but the kind that made me laugh.

He took the ring from the box before looking at me for reassurance. "do you still agree?" he asked. All I could do was nod, before holding out my slightly shaking hand. The ring slid on perfectly, I examined it as it shone in the lighting. "We are pleased to announce our first successful pairing from the Princess Games, our son Prince Greyson, and soon to be Princess Amelia." the king spoke, a proud look on his face. "We will officially announce to the media tomorrow, but for tonight... let's all enjoy ourselves and celebrate the love of my son and his beautiful soon to be wife"

One of the men spoke up, complimenting the man in the relationship and seeming taken aback by his friend's overly attention-grabbing response. His female partner seemed to avert her gaze with a blushing face, asking for support from her friend, who was also not far away and with her partner, who appeared to be a friend of the man beside her. Some other people laughed as they saw the two completely embarrassed at being teased by so many people. Selena seemed to smile with satisfaction, saying again. "First game, you will play the princess and the black knight. You all know that game, right?" A game that lived up to its name, where the princess was the one to be protected, while the knight was

The rhythmic clang of steel on steel echoed in the cool night air. “Liam,” I said, my voice low but firm. He stopped his sparring, the sweat glistening on his brow in the torchlight. “Your Highness.” “The book,” I said, my gaze fixed on his. “The one with the inscription about the Blood Moon. Do you know where I can find it?” Liam’s face hardened. He sheathed his sword, his movements deliberate and slow. “Princess, I warned you. Some knowledge is best left untouched.”

I ask, stopping the sprites from doing their shared brain speak. “Lady Princess Lily?” They ask, confused by my question. “Yes. I’ve always been Lady Guardian Lily.” “That was before you and our Prince accepted each other as mates. Now, you are our Princess.” “Oh.” I say, overwhelmed. I hadn’t expected to be considered a Princess until we completed the mate bond, or at least until Aolis returned to Araphyra. “And, of course, you’re already showing that you’ll make a fine Princess.” Buppig says.

The chatter in the hall quieted as the knights stepped forward. “Crown Alpha Damien Tobias Angentha and Princess Rosana Florencia Drottghes will be entering,” Knight Red announced, his voice carrying through the vast space. As the two figures entered, an involuntary pang of envy clenched my heart. The way Damien stood beside her, the way his gaze softened when he glanced in her direction—it was enough to make my stomach twist. “How stunning. They look good together.” “The Crown Alpha must’ve liked the only daughter of the Drottghes family.”