Novel & Cerita Marta De La Reina

The folder made me suspicious before she spoke. “Need I ask what this is?” I asked. The woman inclined her head. “Your schedule, Luna.” “Do not call me Luna,” I said. “You can call by my name, Valeria.” The maid flinched. The new woman did not. “My name is Yelena. I oversee household arrangements for the Romanov family. And I believe that you should be called Luna. Given your status, you wouldn’t want mistakes within the household staff or pack members.”

" I guess you can't control that mouth. sera smiled at what Mart said to Helena. Helena sticks her tongue out at Mart, mocking him, and then says, "It's not funny at all." Mart turned the page and started reading again out loud. The Smith family had three sons, Santiago, Digua and Auguste. Santiago was the eldest son and the rightful heir to the throne. He married at a late age Freya, a charming woman with chestnut hair, slender body and silver eyes, an ordinary girl not of a noble family, and he had only one daughter. Her name

She looked slightly miserable, and I was sure she was used to milder weather. I wasn’t entirely sure which was King Cupo from Nidavelle and who was King Audro from Jotum, but I believed King Cupo was sitting next to King Triz. The forest lands of Nidavelle lent to more leathers and less wovens and King Cupo was dressed in a leather jacket. He was feeding sweet meats to his Queen, Marta. She was an exotic beauty from the Spanish lands, if I remembered my history correctly. King Audro’s wife, Queen Lista, had a sour look on her face as if she had just eaten a lemon. King Triz noticed I was studying him, and he leaned forward to speak to me.

Alora was dressed in a white short gown that fully displayed her thighs as she catwalked majestically like a queen to meet me. Next, she came forward to the throne where I sat, right in front of all the women in the grand hall. As she approached me sitting on the throne, she flashed her white sparkling teeth at me and spoke, "Greetings, your majesty, King Mikel Diego of Dragunite kingdom. I heard of your request to pick a third mate, and I am here to show you that I have all it takes to keep you warm in bed."

Marta said, dipping into a deep, respectful bow. Rosalie winced slightly at the title. Hearing it from the guards last night had been an unexpected shock, but hearing it from Marta made it feel entirely too real, entirely too heavy. She was no longer just a bartered captive from the Valen pack; she was legally, ceremonially, and biologically the Queen of this savage kingdom. "Good morning, Marta," Rosalie replied softly, setting her mug down. "Please, just call me Rosalie when we are alone. The title... it still feels too large for me."

Mother said as I got closer to them,” But there is something that you must know,” she continued as she accepted my kiss on her cheek. “There is no need to apologise, Mother,” I smiled. I turned to James and offered my hand for a shake, “Good morning, Your Majesty.” Glady, James took it and we shook hands. “Have a seat, Robert,” he said as he pointed to the chair beside him. I nodded and proceeded to sit down. “I will not dilly-dally anymore,” Queen Marta started as we all sat down. James and I sat across from her and Mother. She continued, “What I carry is such devastating news. However, unexpected situations happen and this is the only solution that I can make.”

It was a very huge store, with a million dresses, it smelt of fresh roses and pastry. “good day ladies” a tall lady greeted us the moment we walked into the store, she wore a suit and had a pair of spectacles hanging off her nose. “Miss Romero” she added with a smile. “and you must be miss Santiago, Romans fiance”. I smiled at her. It was funny though that her store was named after my fathers name.

she said in a firm voice and i was beginning to get a hint of all she's been talking about “Who are you?” I managed to ask and she raised her brows as if asking if i haven't been listening to her all these while and she sighed. “I’m Marta or maybe Princess Marta, since I am married to Prince Charles, Prince Richard's younger brother.” she explained and my mouth formed an ‘O’, “ I prefer being called his mate.” she added, wearing a thoughtful look before shaking her head and bringing her attention back to me. “I’ve only spoken with Richard once even though I see him in my…” I paused. I couldn't tell, I didn't trust her well enough to tell her any of these.

"Why is it so important to you?" Valerina glared at me with those big blue eyes. "I'm leaving," she said and began to get up, but I pulled her back by the wrist. "Alright if you must," I said and turned to look at her directly. "I am the youngest daughter of Czar Nicolas Romanov. My name is Anastasiya Nikolaevna Romanova, and I am a Grand Duchess and Imperial Princess of Russia."

Darius asked looking at the portrait where his friend Eugene is standing still looking for information. Odhan looked at where King Darius is pointing and saw that it's a portrait of a woman his father loved so much before he married his mother. "That is Theodora. She was said to be the most beautiful woman in the dark world. My father loved her so much and even planned to marry her. But something went wrong and she died. But my father never forgot about her and never loved my mother. He never treated my mother well. He always used to abuse her physically and mentally. My mother died when he hit her a little too hard" Odhan explained.