Married A Gardener Got A Prince Novels & Stories

It's like she can't keep the words quite even though she tries well to do so. "When we took food to them in the room, her husband couldn't stop staring at her while she was on phone and let me tell you, he is also drop dead handsome! He is a prince back in Nigeria as I heard and he came with his grandparents. He is also so rich, just perfect for one another. Their babies are definitely going to be cute." Another one gushed from somewhere faraway making him raise a brow. Are these maids checking out the men in the palace? He couldn't be more wrong...

WINTER: “And the princess spends the rest of her life with the prince forever. The end,” Calcifer read, ending the story about the princess who found her husband and at the same time learned to see her worth in the end. We were lying side by side with Liam in the middle. With my ex-husband sleeping next to us, the bed felt so small compared to his big frame. “I like it, Daddy,” Liam exclaimed. “I like how Princess Nathalie chose Prince William as her husband, instead of his evil brother.”

“I’m surprised you even knew about my private gardens.” “Please, call me Alexander. Or better yet, something sweeter—after all, I am your mate,” he teased lightly, though there was a glimmer in his eyes that hinted at something deeper. “Cora helped with the arrangements. She told me about your preferences. I must say, gardening is an interesting hobby for a princess.” “Oh, Cora—of course,” I laughed softly. “I have a gardener, but most of the flowers here, I chose and planted myself.”

He teased his mate again and Alessandra blushed. The sky began to turn dark, the moon appeared from beneath the clouds and the lights were turned on in the garden. The soldiers guarded the garden to make sure that nothing happened. The security was so tight. They continued to feast and get to know each other well. The king left the garden, leaving the rest to continue with the celebration. Everyone got to the dance floor, dancing to the soothing music that played in the background. "You look so beautiful."The prince told his wife as they danced to the sweet music, he held her hand above her head loosely and she spun around carefully, making sure she didn't stumble on the gown.

She replied to him with a question, "aren't you supposed to be in the garden pruning the flowers?" He smirked, showing his perfectly chiseled jawline,"your majesty, I am here to care for the flowers but then my eyes caught the most elegant of them all. I can't deny it, I'm a gardener, I wouldn't see a beautiful flower in distress and not care for it. I was hoping to be the one to own this flower when it is fully bloomed."

she muttered before leaving as well. At the garden, the women all giggled as Mason entertained them. “Can you call Damien? Let’s have a video call with them,” Mason suggested. “No… Let’s give them the space they wanted,” Agatha said with a smile. “So, when are we getting introduced to the love of your life, Camila?” Mason asked. Camila chuckled. “Well, as the only Vladimir princess, I have to be careful when accepting a suitor. But you know I had a crush on you as a kid.”

No it's not true, it's not true," she mumbled. "It's true Zara, and if you don't believe me, you can as well go ask Carl, but as of now, I'll take my leave," Gwen said, triumphantly walking past a pale Zara who stood motionless. "Oh, Zara, I forgot to tell you that Carl is getting married to someone else. She is the princess of Nedal and Carl seems to like her a lot."

My dad's gaze swept over me from head to toe before he let out a derisive laugh. "Who do you think Prince Carlson is? He's royalty! A disfigured wretch like you dares dream of becoming his consort? "Besides, why would you beg for marriage with a man incapable of producing heirs just for the sake of power? Do you mean to shame the entire Barden family?" My mom pressed down on his arm, her eyes flickering with a warning.

And I had let him. _______ In three days, they were married and the coronation happened. Prince Archer was now King Archer. Princess Astoria was now Queen Astoria. And I hadn't seen King Archer in those days, I knew it was a good thing and whatever happened between us was never supposed to happen but I couldn't help but think about it. And about him. I got word—in a letter from him, stating that I met him in the garden by night. The Eastern garden people rarely came to.

“A month later, the kingdom fell into a brutal war. The king led the queen and the princess to escape. The gardener boy silently followed to protect them all the way. But then fate came. The king was attacked by the enemy. A soldier shoots an arrow at the princess. The gardener took the arrow for the princess. Before he died, he gave the princess a four-pointed star. The princess understood his heart and from then on she fell in love with him." "When the country is peaceful, the princess still remembers the image of the garden boy in the past, she refused all the gifts of the princes who came to propose. One night, when the sky glittered with stars. a man dressed in rags came to the palace a