Novel & Cerita Lady To Queen

Her grip was possessive, claiming, marking her territory. "Ethan, tomorrow's anniversary banquet - you'll do what we agreed upon, right?" Her voice carried an edge of urgency that she tried to disguise as worry. "You'll tell everyone that Elena was the third party who came between us, that everything she possessed was stolen from me. Your real Luna should be me, right?" Ethan's brow furrowed unconsciously. Something about her tone made him uncomfortable, though he couldn't pinpoint exactly what it was. His voice deepened. "I'll reveal that she's not my Luna, but marrying you needs more consideration."

I snapped, each word like a strike of lightning. “She is my queen. Address her properly.” Lady Margaret smirked. A slow, poisonous thing. “Your queen? Has it escaped your memory, your majesty, that you haven’t crowned her yet? You only announced her as your bride…your soon-to-be queen.” She leaned in just a little, voice lowering. “Or have you forgotten our original plan?” My eyes narrowed, my wolf itching to claw her brain out. She continued, voice mocking. “The plan where Arabella serves as the placeholder for our political benefits, and you make Emily Logan your true Luna and Queen when she returns? Or should I remind you of the promise you made?”

“L-lady…But I–” “I know it’s not what you usually call someone you serve but I’m not the Queen yet. I still have time before I marry the King and get crowned.” She again has that thoughtful look on her face. “Is that…what you want?” I nod. “Yes. Also, could you not look down when you’re with me?” “But–” “That’s an order.” I say, a little sternly. She stiffens and looks straight at me. “A-as you wish, Lady Venus.”

"But she is my daughter. I am concerned-" "Lady Lily, as much as she is your daughter, she is the queen of this land. Understand the difference." He smiled at her. "Besides, nobody is allowed to enter her quarters but her maids." She pursed her lips and nodded. "I understand. Pardon my manners." Benjamin looked at me and gave me a nod, showing me that I was allowed to leave. I curtsied and left the room with my maids, who stood by the door the entire time.

I squeaked actual squeak and slapped both hands over my ears again. Elara’s POV The door opened again softer this time and the two maids returned. The older one silver haired, with kind but cautious eyes carried a tray of steaming herbal tea. The younger dark haired, barely out of her teens held folded towels and a small vial of glowing salve.They bowed deep, graceful.“May we assist you, my lady?” the older maid asked voice gentle, almost motherly. “The King wishes you to be comfortable.”I stared at them throat tight, cheeks still burning.“I… I’m fine,” I managed. “I can manage.”The younger maid stepped forward hesitant.“We were told to treat you as our Luna Queen,” she said softly. “We… we’

🌷 M O N G R E L 🌷 "Think like a queen. A queen is not afraid to fail. Failure is another stepping stone to greatness." .•●•. ⚘THE VENETIAN EMPIRE ⚘ "Bring her back!" Demetrius yelled at the top of his voice. "I can't!" Merlin snapped and stated, "she had to transform on her own, if she can fight it we'll have her back, if she can't then she's simply gone."

ANONYMOUS The dark haired lady knelt before the queen, tears streaming down her reddened cheeks. The queen stared down at her, her lips curled in a sneer. “You good for nothing, worthless human being! You can never do anything right. You almost ratted out all our asses because of your incompetence!” “I’m sorry, my queen. Please temper justice with mercy.” The lady sobbed. The queen looked away from her, focusing her attention on the able bodied men who stood guard at the building’s entrance.

He tried to appease her as much as possible and not to let emotions shine through her face. "Forgive me, my lord, but Taryn Fahan is not a lady," Taront interjected, looking at the lord grimly. "She was crowned queen by twelve lords of Elder as soon as King Rothbert's heart stopped beating." Elhiàs' face lit up, his gaze became warmer, and he turned to Taryn, looking her straight in the eye. A slight hint of a smile on the mouth. Does all this amuse him? Thought the queen.

They ate with the villagers, November was full of awe and is excited with everything with Leonidas just watching her with love pouring out his eyes. Until an old woman approached them. November can smell her scent. All-knowing human eyes staring back at her, “You…Lady, is going to be a woman of ages… you have eyes so knowing…heart made of steel, memories so precious and love for only one. Will it is duty or love for you, Lady?” then the old woman turned to Leonidas, “You are King. Protect your Queen.”

Her eyes lifted when Queen appeared at the doorway, eyes that held both surprise and a flicker of quiet resignation. “Queen?” Lady Frances said, her voice gentle. “What a surprise.” Queen didn’t waste time. She moved across the plush carpet in three long strides, dropped her handbag on the nearest chair, and sank to her knees right in front of the older woman. “Lady Frances, please…” Her voice cracked. “I can’t do this anymore. I can’t—” Lady Frances set aside her embroidery, hands immediately moving to Queen’s hair, smoothing it down like she was a little girl again. She exhaled heavily.