Little Princess Mint Novels & Stories

"Minnie? No wonder she looked so familiar. She's the one who tried to one-up Evangeline in front of everyone! Back then, I was like, why is this new girl all up in Evangeline's business? Now it's crystal clear!" "She must be crushing on Walter. How could she not go after Evangeline, the wife with the ring to prove it?" "So she's the type who looks all sweet and innocent but plays dirty when no one's watching?" The gossip grew louder, turning the once classy cafe with its soft tunes into a buzzing beehive of voices. Evangeline's mind was swarming with exclamation points. Thanks to Walter and Minnie, Evangeline discovered for the first time that she was known as the 'Little Princess' among cou

He was sure that she graced him a smile for a few seconds there. ~~~ Upon opening her door, a voice greeted Alminah which made her laughed happily. “What made my precious princess so happy?” Shuna smiled. Alminah came near her and stopped in front of her. “Can I hug you?” “The honor wilt be mine.” The little princess who was a little shorter than her twenty four year old maid did so. “I am terribly sorry for putting you in such-,” “Hush now milady. It is nothing. Now shall I have thee finish the meals prepared for thee?” Shuna spoke rather gently.

Steep white stilettos. My blonde hair was drawn back into a snatched ponytail, so tight it was virtually a club. Praise God for glue and high-tech wig science, really, or my little secret would have gone sky-high months ago. Concealed under my jacket, I had on a sharp white crop top — crisp, plain, cutting. And the tie? Oh, sweetie, it was accessorized within an inch of its life. Princess Bubblegum pin. A pink bow duo. White Hello Kitty. And a dash of sparkly nonsense.

And It's funny how they tried so hard even though some of them can't even pronounce words properly Holding my laughter, I spoke "Hewwo. Ay awm Pwincess wawaine. Nice to mweet yu all" (Hello. I'm princess Lalaine. Nice to meet you all). "Since the princess already introduced herself, who wants to follow?" The teacher asked cheerfully And a really cute girl raised her hands. She have a short pink hair and a fair skin. "Ay awm blythe Swilvesta. Dwaughter owf Mwarquess Swilvesta. Fwow ywears owld"

A small voice said and she turned to see a little girl of about six summers pulling at her dress, "Are you a princess? Me mum says you're a princess but you ain't wearing no crown?" She was a pretty thing with long brown hair and green eyes so bright they reminded her of a certain green eyed man she didn't want to think of currently. "Yes little one. I am a princess." She smiled waving the girls worried mother away, "Although not a very good one since I forgot to wear my crown." Her little guest giggled and smiled up at her. "What's it like being a princess?" She asked innocently. She pretended to think, placing a hand under her chin.

To say that I was impressed by how at one they were with nature was an understatement. "Princess Shaylee Fayette, the members of Moon Rain are here to meet with you," Cerulean called out as he shut the door behind us. As if the simplicity of the treehouse wasn't shocking enough, there was who the Princess turned out to be. Maybe we all thought we'd walk in to see a spoiled brat sitting on a thrown, but instead, the woman doing the dishes grabbed a towel, dried off her hands, and started walking towards us. Her long white hair went to her knees and it made her olive skin sparkle. She looked to be around the same height as Roxie and Jo, so maybe 5'8"? Her eyes matched every other fairy we had

There, on the screen, sat a sketch of what the missing princess may look like now. And next to the TV, in the reflection of my mirror, sat a very similar-looking girl. “This is what the family estimates the princess to look like now, at eighteen years old,” the news caster explained. “She is estimated to be about five-foot-three with curly brown hair, large blue eyes, and most notably: a small, snowflake-shaped birthmark on her earlobe.” The news caster’s voice faded into the background as I stared back and forth between the drawing on the screen and my own reflection. The resemblance wasn’t quite the same, but it was uncanny.

Compared to me, Clairmont looked rather nonchalant. “Don’t tell me you know who Mielle is, Clairmont?” I glared at him. Clairmont shrugged. “No, I don’t. All I know is that the pixie kingdom has several royal princes and royal princesses, but I don’t know their names.” I then narrowed my eyes, before massaging my temple. Did I do something rude to her just now? “I’m sorry if I offended you or anything just now. I didn’t know that you’re a princess.” I apologized. She looked a bit different from the princess that I imagined, but when negative aura didn’t surround her, she really felt like a royalty. Her soft gestures represent that.

Her arms were straight down to her sides, her hands in fists, and when the woman stopped and bowed before the queen, saying, “Your Majesty, I am Minta of Arnast of Eastbury, and as the Head of Voting for the province, I have been asked to present our Representative in lieu of a family member or nobility.” “Yes, yes,” the queen said, waving her on with her hand. The little old woman looked confused, but since the queen had dismissed her, she took a few steps over and paused in front of the princess. “Your Majesty, Princess Katrinetta, I am Minta of Arnast of Eastbury...” she began.

slave. “Now sit, so we can do your hair.” She replied. One of the maids pulled over a chair, and I sat down. It’s been a while since I’ve had anyone do my hair that wasn’t Lillian. “You have such lovely hair. It’s very unique.” The maid said. I couldn’t tell if they were being fake.. the compliments seemed true, but I’m the princess of their kingdom enemy.. so I wondered if their intentions were pure. I watched from the mirror on the wall as they did my hair in intricate braids and wrapped it into a bun on the back of my head. They pulled strands of hair out to frame my face like I usually prefer and topped my bun off with a matching pink flower and an ocean Pearl clip.