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Your prince SEBASTIAN,

" He is Levi. His humble servant of the Reign Books. Reign Books are a sanctum of Royal blood's powers. " Kyle explained " Darid b'ot! " He bows to me. " He said good day. " I just nod to Levi after Adonis translate that. " Levi, the Princess. " Levi stopped for a second, he's thinking like he still sinking the words in his head. I heard crickets in my head, stridulating. *KRU KRU... KRU KRU... * Levi is still thinking. * KRU KRU... KRU KRU... *

Cole could get pissed. Everyone knew that the prince of the Dragon Kingdom was a playboy. One of the guards walked beside me to let me know that Prince Rex wanted to see me. It could be that he wanted me so badly, the feeling of having myself Beneath him gave me butterflies in my stomach. How dare she sprout out nonsense? Who the hell does she think she is? Just because she was now a princess, she felt she was now above me? That would be in her weirdest dream. I would try my possible best to give him the best experience he wouldn't forget. Then I would see how proud she would raise her head after I become the mistress.

Please let this not be real. As soon as he reached her room, he noticed that her closet was empty. The book that held the history of the kingdom was on her desk and opened to a certain page. He didn't bother to check it since he immediately went to the balcony. Just as the twins have said, there was a makeshift rope that she used to climb down. He heard someone curse behind me. He turned to see that the rest of the princes were able to catch up. Fred got up from his position and made his way to the princes.

“Someone near the throne.” I swallowed hard. He was right. The attack had been too well coordinated, too precise. Someone had fed them information, someone who knew every detail of the palace’s defenses. I had suspected it for a while, but hearing him say it made it real. “Promise me.” He rasped, his grip on my shirt tightening. “Promise me you’ll protect my legacy.” I stared at him, the weight of his words settling on my shoulders like a heavy cloak. “I promise.” But before I could say anything more, his eyes rolled back, and he fell forward, unconscious. I caught him just before he hit the ground.

Sheena suggested. “ I will see to it, now that is my problem. Now tell me who is this Prince Charming? Is he doing the same course as us? What are his plans?” I started rambling. Leena breathe. I will tell you everything. He studies with me. He is from Ajmer. There his family owns a chain of hotels. They have a tour and travel agency. His elder brother runs an art gallery that depicts the rich culture of Rajasthan. He will assist his brother till he is capable and then he will be the VP. " Sheena told me everything she knew about the guy.

"Go! Go with the Human Emperor! Today, we must kill the prince here! A mere prince, a remnant of the past, thought that the immortal world was still under their rule... In fact, it was because of their rule that the immortal world was once reduced to an indescribable state! Now they still dare to claim to be orthodox, they are simply shameless!" "Isn't that right? Doesn't he know why the heir of the Immortal King was overthrew? Isn't he a muddle-headed and immoral person? He still thinks that his comeback will be good for the immortal worlds. I really don't understand what he is thinking. How did he come up with this idea? Why? Why does he think that his rule over the immortal worlds will be

The sound of Kael’s rejection—Don’t touch me rang in his ears like a cruel echo. *** Elsewhere, in the shadowed chambers of the palace, Delia and Nadai sat together, the flicker of candlelight painting sharp angles across their faces. “So,” Delia said with a sly smile, “the great prince has woken, but his mind is blank.” She leaned forward, her dark eyes gleaming. “Do you see what this means?” Nadai’s lips curved into a dangerous smirk. “A price with no memories is no prince at all. He is clay, waiting to be molded. And who better to shape him… than us?”

I brought some food but I was still not visited by hunger so I chose to just wear earphones and quietly listen to music alone while reading the book The Two Prince. On the first night of April, a two Prince was born. The one is a white prince and the other one was black. The piano piece Fur Elise is what I often listen to. That fits in with the book I am reading. As the two grew up, the king and queen noticed the difference between the two princes and each other. As I move to a new page my fascination with the book I am reading deepens. It is soothing and captivating. The white prince behaves badly while the dark prince is kind. That is why the queen and king love the black prince even more.

This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and incidents are products of the writer’s imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be constructed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental. The Prince I Love to Hate Copyright © 2021 by Iris Morland Published by Blue Violet Press LLC Seattle, Washington Cover design by Qamber Designs All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a boo