Prince Royce Age Novels & Stories

They just face their own business, leaving her to hers, which Caralyn likes. The new king has moved in with his family. His mate died three years ago, and he never took a new mate. But he has three children: two daughters and a son. The first child, Prince Wilson, is a cold and quiet twenty-year-old. He is the same age as Caralyn, but Caralyn is still about a month older than him. The last children are twins, Princess Willow and Princess Wilma. The two girls are two years younger than Caralyn. This means they are the same age as Princess Dora, Caralyn’s stepsister.

she asked. “I am not getting any younger Princess.” He replied, “I would like to have a few kids, yes.” “How old are you?” she asked. “Thirty-three.” He replied. “You?” “Twenty-six.” She said. “Damnit.” He replied. “What?” she asked. “Is that going to be an issue?” he asked. “What?” she asked. “The fact I am seven years older?” he asked. “Why would it be an issue?” she asked, laughing. “You certainly don’t act like it.”

"Do not say that my prince" He rose a brow. "So you're now limiting my speech?". "Of course not my prince". Eloive sighed. He was already getting bored. "How old are you Samantha?". "Seventeen my prince". He smiled. "Oooh, so you like younger boys?". "I do not understand you, my prince". "I'm sixteen, you're seventeen and here you are trying to win my heart". "Age is just a number, my prince". "Of course it is. Of course it is".

As we entered a part of the garden composed only of roses, I saw a few meters away a male figure sitting at a nicely decorated table. - "Your Majesty, this is Miss Kestle. If you need my services, I'll be in the castle kitchens, preparing some snacks for you," the butler said before taking his departure, leaving me alone with the Prince. He rose elegantly from his chair, and I could finally see his features. He was really handsome and had that aura that the royals shared. His soft blond hair brought out the sky in his eyes. He was two heads taller than I would say. From what Jane had told me, the Prince was eleven years old, three years older than me. In his family, he had an older brother n

said Prince Andreas stiffly. "May I know how old Madam is?" Prince Andreas couldn't hide his curiosity. 'This girl looks very young, the Black Prince can't possibly marry an underage girl right?' "Nineteen years," Amanda answered in a hoarse voice from crying. "Wow, we're only one year apart!" said Prince Andreas so enthusiastically that Amanda jumped in surprise because of the yell. "Sorry," said the handsome 18 year old young man. Amanda smiled and then laughed a little. "Thank you."

Several images of him, news about him, rumors about him, one by one occupied the screen. Okay. So he is quite famous. I decided to check his Wikipedia. Alexandro Macmillan Raymonds. Age- 41 years old Whaaaaaaaaat!! This is unbelievable. He just doesn't look this old. No way. I deny this information. It's wrong. He looked in his early thirties, like me. Gosh. What even!! 41? Is he kidding me?