One Two Princes Kneel Before You Novels & Stories

Light poured out the curtains, and the bed looked like a double king sized one with drapes all around it. "It's beautiful," Nine breathed out as she looked around. Yet, the voice that spoke wasn't the soft one or the maid that had brought her there. "It is, isn't it?" She turned swiftly to the door now. At it's hinges, stood the Crown Prince with a kind smile on his face. "I called your name for a few seconds to announce your presence but you didn't reply. Sorry if I startled you," Nine stared for a whole minute before quickly bowing. "Your Highness,"

Nicolai leaned in closer, his voice low but dripping with the kind of arrogance I knew so well. "Mr. Grayson," Nicolai said, his tone both respectful and mocking, "I think you should consider attending our engagement party." His words were delivered with a casual flair, but there was an unmistakable boast in them, a sense of ownership that only Nicolai could pull off so effortlessly.

I look up at him shortly, seeing that he is staring at me with his hands crossed as he has his elbows propped up on his knees. Clearing my throat, I tuck my hair behind my ear, setting my gaze back at the papers in front of me. “But you are fucked!” He groans, leaning back in his chair. “I know that already, princess.” “Don’t you dare call me that!” I shoot him a glare, and he stares back annoyed. He dismisses my words with a simple shrug of his shoulders. “Why? You are one, aren’t you?” “This doesn’t matter. This is not a context in which you can address me this casually.”

The most they can do is fight verbally, and I can fight back too. After all, there would be no severe consequences. Next to the fidgety prince is are three people wearing similar crests of red and black. The central man is the most ornately dressed, and so I assume is the most important. Dark hair and clear blue eyes, his lips pull back in a soundless snarl at the sight of us. Further in the room, Zen bows slightly, as shallow as the guards at the door, and I follow suit. “We greet the second, third and fourth princes of the Empire,” Zen says calmly as he straightens “It seems the meeting started a little earlier.”

“Or is it just that they don’t respect you?” "They maybe just overwhelmed, princess. Let me guide you to my father’s chambers." He replied nervously. "I want them to present themselves before me. They should be on their knees right now. You should be on your knees right now." I stated seriously. "Of course." He knelt down before me and mind linked Roman and Damian.

No matter how the dragon king wants to punish him, he will play accept the punishment. Prince Biha who was looking at the scene was already getting bored about it all. Why are they all falling to their knees as if they were they sticks? If they want to talk, why can't they just talk properly? He didn't think he had ever kneel in front of anyone before. Not even his own royal dragon father. So why would he kneel before another dragon king? Weird people! When Tekiya saw Akira and Kuru kneeling down, she knew that she wouldn't be successful this time. Even if Kunshiya Kun wanted to punish Kuru, it wouldn't be as severe as she wanted it to be because that little bastard has gotten involved in it

He bowed to the Queen before he grabbed the princess hand. They both sauntered to the door but the tribe princess hindered her steps for a while, facing the Queen. “Remember oh Queen of the land. Ye are the disgraceful one because ye made the King bowed before thee. Shame. Know ye not that a King bows to no one?” “Enough.” The prince said in low voice before he had to slightly drag the princess out from the fit of the Queen. *** Alminah just stared at the prince walking at her front then to their hands locked together. She did not notice that they were on her own chamber as she was too pre-occupied with awkward thoughts.

Reu, without wasting time, continued, "So for finalizing the deal I would like to invite our prince, Chungyong Shin Reu Qyunshu." The atmosphere in the hall suddenly changed from dead serious to a dumb-folded silence. Everyone in the hall started to look at each other as if asking, 'if you heard the same?' but as the little five years old walked in his white and blue tuxedo, his shinning blue hair and cold blue eyes made everyone feel chills running down their spine. Before anyone can protest or every react the little boy said, "I know you all are thinking that I am too young to announce anything or let alone decide. But I would like to remind you all that I am the prince of this kingdom and

​Kneel. ​Instantly, like a row of dominos falling to a mechanical whim, the members of the Silver Crescent Pack dropped. Alpha Garrick went down to one knee, bowing his head deeply. Luna Evelyn bowed her face to the cobblestones. Brandon and Cynthia collapsed instantly, their bodies trembling under the sheer pressure of the King’s divine right to rule. Hundreds of warriors and omegas hit the ground in perfect unison, their heads bowed, their eyes pinned to the dirt. ​Except for Seraphina.

Otis led us further towards where he sat before pausing, with me still huddle by his side. “Your Majesty” Otis greeted his father, bowing respectfully as well. I immediately grab a handful of my dress and bowed as well rather silently, waiting for his permission to stand as my tutor had taught me prior to this very moment. “Rise” The king voice commanded. Both the prince and I did as told, though I waited for him first before straightening up as well, my eyes darting back to stare at the King dark ones. I was startled to find that he too was looking at me, causing me to look away immediately.