Poppy Crown Trolls Novels & Stories

“They say he’s quite particular,” one matron informed another. “Turned down three princesses from the continent last year alone.” “Well, after what happened with his brother, one can hardly blame him for being cautious,” her companion replied, lowering her voice. “Though thirty is rather old to remain unwed, especially for a crown prince.” “I’ve heard he has his eye on someone already,” a third joined in. “Lady Amelia Everhart has caught his attention—mark my words.”

That single moment made the Elders' frowns deepen. The Head Elder's gaze swept over Chloe, his contempt undisguised. Isaac took a deep breath and turned back to me. "Kira, I messed up. I know that. But even with Chloe as my Luna, you're still the power behind the throne. You're the Head Beta. Chloe... she's just a title. A pretty face. The three of us..." "Shut up." My voice was quiet, but it cut him off instantly. I looked from him to the pathetic "symbol" hiding behind him.

The people who looked upon him saw not a father, but a ruler, a king forged from iron will and relentless desire for control. I took my seat next to my father with her head held high even though I felt small beneath my father’s eyes. I could feel the gazes, the weight of politics, the eyes of all the clan leaders were on her, of being the daughter of the King Myras Frostfang, the woman who had brokered peace more times than war had allowed. I met the eyes of the Alpha of High land clan Alpha Erydan; he was the leader of one of the mountain wolves. My father’s second in command stood on the opposite side of my father. My gaze continued around the table meeting each of the clan leaders’ gaze

"There must be a misunderstanding. Please, just try to calm down." Bella let out a derisive snort, her eyes—heavy with gaudy eyeshadow—dripping with disdain. "Chief Surgeon? She’s just glorified labor. Who knows whose bed she crawled into to secure that title? She’s probably filthier on the inside than anyone else here." A moment later, Bella’s phone vibrated violently. Lorenzo’s name flashed across the screen. "Baby, my car is at the entrance. I brought your favorite cake."

Her face was already pinched into the expression of a woman preparing to fire the entire palace staff. “Mami.” I cracked an egg into a bowl. “Morning.” “My crown is missing.” I picked up a second egg. “Which crown?” Gabby looked at me like I had just asked who the president was. “My pink glitter crown.” “You have four pink glitter crowns.” “The aquarium one.” “Oh. The cheap one.” “It’s royal.” “Royal and seven dollars can coexist.” Her face darkened. “It’s gone.” Another set of footsteps came from behind her.

I glanced at it but didn't reply. The comments came flooding in once more. "Cora's panicking." "She's started slandering her love rival. Classic move." "Wait, is what Keith said about Faye being a control freak actually true?" "No idea. But Allen's clearly not seeing straight at the moment." "Who cares if it's true or not? Allen's not an idiot. He can judge for himself." "I'm Team Allen! Cora trying to stir up drama at a time like this is just pathetic."

"I am very sorry Coco. The egg stinks and I don't know but I think it's rotten judging by the stench. And if am not wrong, those trolls did this." I was too embarrassed to speak. Too angry to think and I furiously stormed to where the suspects were. A group of six rich girls who despite always falling almost all classes never missed chances to annoy people. They called themselves Queens. Ally and I named them trolls. These girls had it all; from designer clothing to expensive cars. Whenever anyone reported them, the school ends up suspending you instead of those trolls. Rumours had it their parents paid off the Chancellor. "Why did you do that, Annie?" I scoffed.

"Look, Ms. Chastain is here from the development company. I want to take her out and show her why we're not selling any McFall land." "Ms. Chastain is it now?" Rolly muttered under his breath. "Rolly, I swear to God…" "Um, hello?" Poppy stood uncertainly in the barn doorway. Her bag was gone, and she'd pulled her hair into a ponytail. Her sunglasses rested on top of her head. Hunter cut a look at Rolly, who held up his hands in mock surrender. "We're just about ready," Hunter called to her.

Poppy asked, confused. "What she means is that I want all of you to be my maidens at the Crowning. Stacy and Chelsea have already agreed. Will you be one, Poppy?" I asked, shocking Poppy. A maiden was like a bridesmaid at a human wedding. The only difference was they walked behind the future Queen as she walked to her King. "Of course, I would be honored to be one of your maidens, but are you sure you want me to be one?" Poppy asked

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