Novel & Cerita Prince In Disguise

I took it and I hid it under my bed until a hands grab it from me. "Hey, thanks you find it! I almost miss it! Bye, my lady!" It was Agnes. She's the owner of the little sword I wonder why she has to bring it inside my bedroom when she's not in hunting gear. I was still sleepy so I went back to sleep again. ------ "Hey, you, the guy who was wearing a garbage bag!" Prince called the poor guy. He looked back while his hair turned messy as winds keep swinging it. He has no idea what the prince wants from him.

But I just couldn't pinpoint who it was. Struggling to sit up, I felt a wave of humiliation wash over me. A prince knocked out in front of a crowd, it wasn't an image befitting the heir to the throne, if only my mask hadn't come off, my identity as the Prince would have still been kept hidden. "My prince," the guards rushed to my side, covering me up with a blanket and helping me out of the ring. I kept my eyes closed because I didn't want to see the look on people's faces right now. It was embarrassing.

I whispered calmly. “It's just a play,” he answered flatly. “Just a play?” I demanded raising a brow. “It is so much more if you pay attention,” I argued. “What do you mean,” he asked, curious. “This scene. It reminds me of true love. How someone can be so devoted even when there's a disguise.” “Disguise?” He asked again and I noticed him shift uncomfortably. “I mean the prince. It's because of his love for Odette that he was able to see through Odile's disguise,” I explained.

We had just served the Princess' breakfast when the guards announced Prince Logan's presence. My heart skipped a beat and I froze on a spot. "Put your act together. Maintain your cover, if you get caught here I can't guarantee your safety," Princess whispered only for my ears. Prince Logan walked in and I was shocked to see Jennifer behind me. I guess my apprehension made me miss that part of the announcement. I bowed in greeting and both Logan and Jennifer's gazes were on me. Suddenly my disguise felt inadequate. I began to sweat and I prayed that I wouldn't be found out.

He was here. I strained my ears, trying to hear footsteps, but whoever entered moved with ghost-like precision. I could hear the faint rustle of fabric… the soft creak of leather gloves. And then, just as I peeked slightly past the screen— I saw him. My eyes widened. My breath hitched. "No..." I whispered, stunned. It was him. The masked man in wine-red and black, the Alpha Prince. He was standing there, not saying a word, the door locked behind him and he was looking straight at me.

Fortunately, the prince was dressed. “I see your tastes have declined, Your Highness,” the woman purred. The crown prince smirked and slowly pulled himself out of the bed. He looked at Alicia appreciatively before whispering to the lover by his side. The woman smiled slightly and covered herself with a blanket before disappearing into the small door behind. The crown prince had not the mind to tidy up his disheveled clothing and proceeded to sit on the bed with his legs crossed. “You wanted me, is that right? Let me hear your reason.”

Had my disguise already failed? "I do not understand, My Prince." "Your scent." His nostrils flared slightly. "It is not like the others. There is strength hidden beneath that frightened act." He reached out and touched a strand of my dyed hair. "This color does not suit you. What are you hiding?" "Nothing, My Prince. I am only what you see." Darius leaned down until his lips almost touched my ear. "I do not believe you. But I will find out your secrets, little omega. Count on it."

“Miss Iris, Prince Otis is here” Agnes went ahead to open the door and I stumbled past her to stand before the Prince, my eyes moving to stare back at him. Dressed in his Royal attire once again, this time with a symbol of his family crest just over his heart. He looked simply stunning with his hair smoothen to the back, there was no mistake. He was indeed a Prince. “So handsome” I whispered out loud before realizing I had. I gasped in shock, covering my mouth with both my hands to stop myself from saying anything further embarrassing.

And when he aired out his deep voice in question, it was as though he spoke into her soul. Carolyn... He had called her name with that voice and she had turned into jelly blushing solely like a fool, and now, he was in her dreams, looking as hot as ever in those black outfits. He really is a prince. Do all princes look this good? She hadn't been the type to get flustered by good looks and a 'sexy as hell' strong build because she had never had a choice in her life, but the moment she saw him, all of her principles were completely revoked. He stripped her of her senses and principles as though they weren't there in the first place.

I was standing there like an idiot, blushing. "I'll go change." I said, trying not to think about the comment Chris made. After a few more dress searching, I found one. The one. It was beautiful. It was a white dress that had a bit of elegant lace, a straight flowing gown reaching till my feet, having fine work of leaves and flowers and off-shoulder sleeves. It was so gorgeous I had started to tear up. "Oh my God, Maria." Theo exclaimed. I had forgotten they all were in the room.