Prince Ben Descendants Mga Nobela at Kwento

The prince said nonchalantly since he was less concerned about his father's advisor's personal life. "Really? You mean he has a mate and children?"Alessandra asked with a slightly raised voice. "Why are you so concerned about his personal life?"The prince asked with a raised brow, trying to wrap his fingers around what was going on. "Well, I'm just asking so that I can know."The girl shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly, pretending that she was less concerned about the whole thing. "He has a son called William, he's one of the soldiers who protect the castle."The prince twisted his lips.

You can imagine the stress, right? My name is Prince Ace Thompson, the first son of Emperor George. Our mother died seventeen years ago, immediately after she gave birth to her last child, princess Alexa. I have a younger brother, Axel, birthed by my mom, and another brother from the emperor's present wife. I mean the empress now. All I have been doing for the past twenty-four years is fight, learn to fight, learn to be a good king in the future, and that is it. I was raised to be nothing, but a warrior, and now, I'm finally going to be crowned.

"You want my respect? You find it in the trash." Prince Chace closed his eyes and shook his head. His white blonde hair swishing back and forth. I may be imagining things but crystal like ice seemed to fall from his hair as he moved. Finally, he opened his eyes and looked at me. "Prince Chace Clevelan. Son of King Simon and Queen Titania. Younger brother of Prince Gregory and Princess Camille." He dipped a little before coming up and meeting my gaze. I nodded and did a little curtsy. "Yes. A pleasure to meet you. I'm Princess Rosalie." I said politely and heard Ace snort. At that moment, I wanted so badly to kick his legs to make him stumble.

As Jasmine spoke, she was also a little surprised and puzzled as she said, “Prince Arthur seems to be from the post-80s generation, and he should be only around forty years old. I wonder why he wants to come to the auction for the Rejuvenating Pill.” Prince Arthur had married a commoner princess in a high-profile manner a few years ago, and he was also second in line as the heir to the Britain throne. Therefore, he had been the topic of conversation with great visibility and popularity over the recent years. His sudden registration to participate in the auction really took Charlie by slight surprise. However, Charlie quickly figured out the motive of the British royal family.

I don't know why I was hoping that it should be Prince Raphael. "The Crown Prince of the Kingdom of Ayatulla, His Majesty Prince Reuz IV!" I don't know what to feel when I heard that it's not him then "The Prince of the Kingdom of Ayatulla, Prince Raphael III!" I was shocked with the names called after him, "The Regent of the Principality of Asturiaz, His Highness Rocky IV" "The Duchess of the Government of Akazia, Her Highness Ma. Catherine" "The Emir of the United Kingdom of the Eastern Lands, His Majesty Emir Shurev IV" "The Grand King and Queen of the United Kingdom of Tleste, His Majesty King George XVIII and Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth" "The Queen Mother of the United Kingdom of Sour,

“Well, all know about the true royals, the descendants of the moon Goddess. We all thought they were killed during the war twenty years ago. But that was not the case as second prince Michael came back to us. I know you are wondering why he is not the one taking the crown now.” He paused looking at the crowd. “Well, I will let the prince tell you the reasons himself. Prince Michael everyone.” The crowd cheer as my father took the podium. “Good morning, everyone, I am prince Michael of the Malraux kingdom. Second son of the late king Solomon. I survived the war back then because I had the tendency of taking night runs and it save me that day.” He paused.

I closed my eyes to enjoy the warm water while she sat behind me and combed my hair. "You must be excited for today. A lot of people are," Bridgette said. "I guess so," I answered. "Does every coronation get such attention?" She hummed in thought. "I'm not sure about that since the King has had the crown since he was sixteen, but people are curious about today." I didn't want to seek further details but what the prince told me last night stuck in my head. "Why is that?" "Because the crown originally belonged to Prince Benjamin's older brother, but he was killed."

The news spread like wildfire throughout the kingdom, and people from far and wide came to witness this remarkable event. The triplets, two boys and a girl, were a sight to behold. They had inherited their parents' striking features—fair hair, piercing blue eyes, and a regal air about them. The eldest of the triplets, Prince Logan, was named after his grandfather, a symbol of the lineage he carried. The second-born, Prince Henry, possessed a mischievous twinkle in his eye, promising a spirited and adventurous nature. And the youngest, Princess Amelia, was as delicate as a flower, her presence captivating all who laid eyes upon her.

Your eyes soon hover to the words written just at the top corner of the page and when you sink the piece of information, you freeze. "...After seven long years of training outside the Country. We're glad to announce the second son of our beloved King Darwin Jack and her Highness the Queen Liza Yuan Cohen, and the heir to the throne, Prince Zale Felix Cohen, has finally returned back to his precious country."

his brother smoothly replies, never breaking eye contact with me, and I’m frozen in fear. “I suppose it all depends on what our oldest brother suggests we do with her,” Letric muses, though it sounds like a warning to my ears. “I said you could borrow her for a night. I am not giving her away,” Alpha Bishop growls. “Not without a promised alliance. I honestly thought you would ask for something worth much more.” “Worth is something that usually can’t been seen by someone who has none,” the male holding my wrist coldly states and finally lets go. I almost miss his touch when it’s gone. What is wrong with me?