One Two Princes Kneel Before You Novels & Stories

Only one slot remained, and the tension was palpable. I sighed, a sense of inevitability settling over me. Stepping out of the crowd, I walked towards the princess, my movements calm and deliberate. All eyes followed me as I approached, a young man with blonde hair, my posture radiating a quiet confidence. I didn't kneel before the princess, only offering a respectful bow.

"What are you—" "You're standing wrong," he cut in smoothly, not paying any attention at all to me as an individual but only to correcting my posture. His large hands wrapped around my waist as he nudged my hips into position. "Bend your knees a little." I glared. "I was standing just fine." "You weren't." "I was." "You weren't," he repeated, his voice quiet, as he wrapped my hand in his and adjusted my hold on the straps. I stiffened.

the sound of knocking on the door. The four princes heard a knock on the door, a knock that was repeated. The four princes got out of bed, and began to speak in sign language. Prince Kim ordered Prince Kazexian to open the door, while Prince Kim would watch him behind the door and the two princes would remain lying on the bed. To be alert, these two princes covered the entire bed so that it was seen that someone was sleeping on the empty bed. The two princes who were pretending to be sleeping, they would be on guard and ready to attack anyone who tried to attack the two brothers. Prince Kazexian approached the door, before opening the door he said "Who is outside?"

Wrong day. I yanked Elena out of their hands like removing a dagger from a stranger’s belt and placed her behind me without touching her face, because some things are for private rooms and other things are for the world. Gasps rose like birds. Two princes faced each other across six feet of carpet: one born to a title, one who built his own crown out of steel and debts paid. “Careful,” the prince said in that quiet that makes men lean forward to hear their own death. “Don’t forget your place.”

" It wouldn't be strange if everyone who heard was shocked, considering that most of them already knew about Lithonia's reputation as the most powerful country. Because everyone seemed so shocked and almost in disbelief, making them busy whispering and asking one another about the truth that the king had conveyed. Prince Robin immediately took the initiative to bow before Nathania, showing great respect for the great prince. Prince Nicholas, Matthew, Randall, Vincent, David, Alexei, Richard and Princess Mia knelt down too. The King and Queen smiled proudly at the respectful attitude their children showed. Even though Prince Claude was still stubborn and still stood up with his high pride. Se

Suddenly Andrew Reece walked up to them, "Our general didn't lose, didn't he defeat you? It's just a matter of statement, it won't matter." Andree Reece smiled at the two brothers. Hugh Fleshy realized what he should do next. "In that case, please accept my respect," Hugh said as he intended to kneel in front of Bill but Bill quickly prevented the young man and held him upright. William Mackenzie looked seriously at the young man. "You are the Crown Prince. It's not appropriate to kneel in front of someone like me." Bill said while holding Hugh's shoulders.

He then knelt down in front of Kiran and bowed his head. Kiran's jaw dropped. Not only was Noorh a prince, but his father - the freaking king - was bowing his head toward her! He wasn't bothered at all that she wasn't Alessa?! As if that wasn't enough to embarrass her, the people around them all knelt down on the polished wooden floor. Like the people in the town square, they crouched and pressed their foreheads against the ground and made sure that their heads were lower than the king's.

The air rippled with a sound like distant thunder as their weapons fell to the marble floor, ringing hollowly before silence reclaimed the hall. Seeing this, every living being in the room instantly dropped to their knees. Prince Ron was now the Spirit of the Moon. Ron blinked, bewildered by the sudden shift in the room. His eyes swept the kneeling crowd, and his expression creased with confusion, then faint annoyance. “Why are you all kneeling?” he asked, frowning. “What is the meaning of this?” “Even you two?” He said, surprised as he hurried forward to his mum and the Queen Mother, gently helping them to their feet. “If anyone is to kneel before me, never you two.”

The proverbial hairs on the back of my neck stood at attention, a silent testament to the prying eyes that haunted my every step. As my accelerated heart rate gradually stabilized, a pair of regal figures emerged before us, moving with deliberate intent. Princes Roderick and Maximus, radiating an aura of authority, commanded attention effortlessly. Eager to impress nobility, Daphne hastily lowered herself in a humble bow, yearning for a mere nod of acknowledgment.

I couldn’t complete my sentence as Vasilios knelt beside the men, a cheeky grin on his face as he bowed his head. “My Princess,” his voice bellowed loudly enough for all to hear, “we, kneel before you as a sign of loyalty. The Seven formally declare to all that you are our sovereign, and that we will accept no other as our ruler.” I have to admit, I floundered. I had no clue how to respond, or what to do, so I was grateful for Enzo’s support as he prompted me through the whole mini ceremony.