Novel & Cerita Nama Pangeran Dubai

“The Crown Prince of Winacellu and the Dorm Leader of Faenice, His Royal Highness—” “Can’t, can’t you just cut it down to their actual names?” I requested, wincing at the very long introduction of their prince. “Okay, okay.” She nodded. “So, Kieran Fiores Gregory, Winacellu’s crown prince; Murien Larimar Samudra, Malecoy’s first prince; Leonis Raizen Aureus, Aslan’s second prince; Lazul Horacin Samudra and Guren Cairox Samudra, Malecoy’s twin princes.” She snatched a cookie from the plate.

"Well, I didn't mean to reveal this this way, but has anyone ever wondered why my last name is concealed ?" he asked. "Because your father is an infamous safecracker, of course, and you're so ashamed of his last name," One of the students said, and the rest burst into laughter, agreeing with her. Andrew also joined them in laughing and Amaya and Dominic knew the students were in for it. "Well..that infamous safecracker is the reigning Prince of King City, automatically making me a prince. I'm Prince Andrew Louis of King City," Andrew said boldly. He had never felt so proud announcing his Royal status.

The Dubai desert stretches like a sea of gold under the hot Middle Eastern sun. In the midst of the aridity, an artificial oasis worth trillions of dollars stands proudly - the Obsidian Sand Palace, the headquarters of the largest oil conglomerate in the eastern hemisphere and also the most powerful Alpha clan in the Arab region, Emir Jahil Al-Fasid.

Two girls leaned toward her. “Oh my God, I love your hair color. Is it natural?” one asked eagerly. “Oh no, it’s dyed,” Angelique replied with a polite smile. “I need to meet your hairdresser,” the second girl said. “Don’t listen to her,” the first laughed. “Her mother would kill her if she tried that! Anyway, nice to meet you. I’m Aaliyah Al Sabah from Kuwait — my father’s an oil and petrol magnate. And this,” she gestured beside her, “is Princess Catherine of Gloucester. We’re both A-Class upper.”

I stubbornly turn my head the other way, and hear him sigh. “Okay then, I’ll start by telling you a little about myself. As I said my name is Andraste. I go by Andy or Andre. I’m a prince, second in line for king. I have two brothers. My older brother’s name is Duke, who obviously is the next king, and my younger brother is Cade, the blonde wolf that was with me. Hmm. What else is there?” He rubs his chin while thinking.

He suddenly remembered why Joshua and him were in the bar: Tomorrow, the prince of Dubai will stay at Joshua's hotel. Prince Sheikh Hamdan is quiet popular because he's undeniable handsome. And thought he's a married man, many still simp over the prince. And that's why when he decided to take a vacation here, he asked Joshua to meet him in secluded place where they can talk about his stay at the hotel: like things he wanted to have, things that must avoid, etc… Of course, he's a VVIP person so it's natural to treat him what he deserves.

"And now, on behalf of the polo association and the 37th annual charity ball of Rome, we would like to introduce his royal highness, Prince Friederike Pilsen-Chamberlain, the crown prince of Wales and future King of England." The crowd roared and clapped. "I'll just be a sec, darling." He smiled and said to Pearl, leaving her side for only the second time that evening.

Zayed came up on the other side of Rashid, his phone in his hand. He turned the phone screen toward her. She snatched it from his hands, an article pulled up on the screen that she quickly scrolled through. Leaning over slightly, I could tell that it was some kind of journal—probably the New York Times if I had to guess. Debra's fingers paused the moment she scrolled far enough for a photo to pop up. Her mouth dropped open. "As you can see," Zayed tucked his hands behind his back, "this is indeed the Prince of Dubai. And you're insulting his royal highness by acting crudely."

I added the last part to sound more funny and to playfully hurt him. “He's not into games, sports or movies.” He again hinted. “Crown Prince Alkabar.” I responded, he turned me around, his gloomy face evident for anyone to see, he might be one of the most dangerous men out there, but right now he looked like a sad cute puppy. “What?” I whined. “Crown Prince Alkabar? Of all the names on planet earth?” He questioned, he slowly shakes his head in disbelief. I internally laughed at him, he really thought I would mention his name? Wishful thinking mister.