Poems About A Princess Novels & Stories

Or maybe he's still busy to think about finding me. But I'm still his daughter. Didn't he even missed me in the last three months? Or it's just okay with him without me around? But what about Mom? Isn't she informed? I smiled wryly. I know the Harold's will break it with Mom. Maybe she's also busy to even care. I heaved a sigh. I am Siren Mendez. Everybody calls me princess. But this princess here they didn't know. Though I got almost everything I need, yet it's all empty and I'm still lonely.

“Nande…just….need a little fresh air perhaps?” “I see.” The prince nodded before he ordered the carriage to halt. He went down first before he held her hand out. “Come, I will let ye rode in my stallion.” The princess looked up the sky as if it was in favored with her since the thick dark clouds covered the dazzling rays of the sun. In this kind of weather, snakes were often found wondering around the smooth grasses in field, enjoying the ambiance. She joined the prince on his stallion feeling melancholic upon finding herself on the same position with Prince Jion previously. With a conspicuous eyes, she threw the carriage a glance before its door shuts closed, making an eye contact with thos

The Princess was fifteen years old now and currently knee-deep in the snow-covered grounds somewhere within her garden, steadfastly burying the mangled remains of a would-be assassin that her dearest stepmother had sent to poison her dinner just a few minutes ago (the old cow thinks that she had lowered her guard in her Father’s presence: she never did, not anymore) with unusual ease and smoothness that indicated just how normal and relatively frequent such a task is for a strange princess such as her. And it does, it has come to… Over the years, that is. Her soft voice floated all around her in a way that is both soothing and haunting as she continued to sing quietly to herself: “The stars,

She walked out of the garden leaving the princess alone. Princess Ana Mae heaved a deep sigh and enjoyed the smell of flowers in the air. She stood up from the bench and spread her arms as if trying to feel the fresh ambiance around her. And when she closed her eyes, Prince Zion who's hiding from one of the flowers stared at her. He was mesmerized by the princess's beauty. Especially when the moonlight touches her fair white skin and golden hair. The princess smiled and that made Prince Zion's heart go wild. It feels like he's in the middle of a race. He wasn't able to explain what he's feeling right now, but one thing is for sure. He's seeing a beautiful Goddess right infront of him!

I had to do this right, so my efforts won't be in vain. I walked into her room and walked around, searching for anything that could give me a clue about her secret life. I knew the princess was smart and really quick witted. As I walk around the room, I passed the window. As I looked out, I saw her. Crying, amongst the flowers. She was always amongst the sunflowers. I guess she really liked them. I really felt bad for her, having to be forced to do something you don't want to, but have no choice to. I know how it felt.

his order thundered in Rhae’s ears. The Princess? Rhae’s head became full of questions. Though she hadn’t known the woman for long, she had grown attached, even though she was a princess. Rhae flicked the knife from her palm upwards towards her attacker. The blade dug into the man’s shoulder, making him loosen his grip with a grunt. Rhae slid out of his hold and stood up, dipping away from reaching hands. She jumped, spreading her legs, kicking down both the men around the Princess. The men staggered, grabbing their necks in pain. Rhae grabbed the Princess’ sword off the floor and tucked the handle into her palm. Rhae grabbed her shoulder and sprinted out of the alley dragging the Princess b

She drops her head and freezes. "Is this room not okay Princess," the young female asks, and my mate instantly places her hand on our pack member's arm. "This is perfect. You misunderstood my reaction. I have experienced very little of the world, and this beautiful room took me by surprise. Please, continue," Sasha explains in a comforting, almost motherly voice. I watch our pack member as her body loses its tension. Ace purs in our mind. Ace- soon, the pack will love her. The royal title scares them.

What exactly is this, Princesa? She’s wearing a white dress with flowing sleeves and looks… almost radiant. She holds a lot of power too, that’s clear. The sun hits her golden curls. One wouldn’t think she spent the night in a cold dark cell. The goddess sure loves the Rossis… I look away from her, my demeanour darkening as I glare across at the men who all have their eyes on her, hostility clear in their eyes, but if they’re trying to intimidate her, they’re only digging their own graves deeper.

Sometimes, he chose to hide his strength, not wanting to reveal his true capabilities. The Princess's residence was south of the capital, covering a vast area of a hundred acres. As the horse carriage entered, Emma drew back the curtain and saw lush greenery along the path, with flowers and grass stretching far and wide. The elegant pavilions and terraces stood in harmony, blending like a painting. The Princess's estate encapsulates the essence of spring.

"Far far away in the land of fairies, where the sun dips into the horizon and paints the sky with hues of crimson and gold, there lived a brave and kind princess fairy named Sarah. She had hair as golden as the sun and eyes as blue as the clearest summer sky. and the most beautiful set of fairy wings anyone had ever seen. Princess Sarah loved adventure and dreamed of exploring the mystical forest that surrounded her home. One day, she embarked on a journey to discover its secrets. With the help of a wise old owl named Daniel and a loyal companion, a brave knight named Sir Edward, Princess Sarah reached the heart of the forest and there, she found a hidden glade, filled with sparkling firefli