Prince Charming From Shrek 2 Novels & Stories

Barinor placed his hands on my shoulders to keep me upright and I gave him a dazy smile. "Ahem…" we heard someone clearing their throat behind us trying to get our attention, making us both turn our heads. "This must be the big ferocious beast we all had been hearing about, that scared away our horses and our driver included." It was the prince, and he held out a hand toward Barinor. Once he knew I was steady enough he let go of my shoulders and took the prince's hand for a handshake. Prince Senya had dark chocolate eyes and skin that reminded me of caramel.

Then two eggs cracked. The prince charming had fallen to the floor, clutching his almighty balls with both hands and groaning. The sound was a mix of pain and surprise, echoing in the luxurious suite. "Serves you right!" I yelled before rushing out of the suite. If you think you can set a trap for me, Valerian Blackwood, you are so wrong!

Kim the song replaying in my head. All I can think about is the scene in Shrek with Fiona and Prince Charming and Shrek. I stand as I hum the tune. Closing my eyes, I lift my arms to rest on my imaginary dance partner, and slip to a grande ball in an ancient hall with my Prince Charming. I twirl around the balcony. I’m so caught up in my make believe world that I jump slightly as a warm hand is placed in mine and a muscular arm wrapped around my waist.

“Sorry to make you wait,” I said as I walked into the meeting tent. Evan and Levi were already there, rigid, while a man sat across from the open space waiting for me. He was handsome in an almost irritating way—blond hair neatly kept, blue eyes calm and bright, the kind of face painters loved to put crowns on. He looked exactly like what he claimed to be. Prince Charming. Behind him stood a small, carefully arranged entourage, all polished armor and stillness. I sat down across from them with a smile. “So what business do you have with me?” I asked.

Your prince SEBASTIAN,

The second son, Prince Marcus Perry Johannes, had been Matched with a superstar actress. Of the three, Prince Christopher got the short end of the stick by getting stuck with a commoner like me. But he did seem happy, the way his dimples show up with even the slightest curve of his mouth. His mouth, with his full, heart-shaped lips. And his eyes sparkled, especially when he smiled. His hands were firm and solid, but gentle, at the same time, as he held me and kept me from stumbling down and making a bigger fool of myself.

I bumped into a wall at that moment- a sturdy chest rather. “I’m sorry,” I choked out, without bothering to look at the face of the person I’d bumped into. “I wasn’t looking at where I was heading to.” I apologized. “And where are you heading to?” He asked, and in spite of myself, I jerked my head upwards, my eyes holding his. His voice was manly, yet warm. I couldn’t place it, but there was something about him which commanded respect. As I admired his facial features, I declared that it was illegal for someone to look so sinfully gorgeous. His high cheekbones complimented his face so well, and his hazel eyes pierced into mine. I felt a sudden urge to look away, yet I didn’t want to.

sabay pupog ni Limuel ng halik sa asawa. “Teka! Prinsesa pa rin ba ako? Akala ko dahil King Limuel ka, reyna Tala na ako ngayon.” “Saka na kita gagawing reyna kapag may kaharian na tayo. For the meantime, ikaw ang aking prinsesa at ako ang iyong prinsipe.” “My prince uncharming!” Biro ni Tala “Ah ganun? Uncharming pala ha. Gusto mong malaman kung gaano ako ka-uncharming?” inalis ni Limuel ang kumot na tumatabing sa kanilang kahubaran.