Novelas y relatos de Prince's Daughter

I crossed my fingers, hoping that her next words weren't going to send Storm running. She sighed, " Storm, remember I told you about my late daughter and her mate, and I said I had two children including my late daughter. I mentioned that I now only have a son, that's the crown prince, I wasn't completely honest in my words, I also had another child, a baby girl, she died a few minutes after I gave birth." Queen Claire's voice croaked and she quickly wiped a tear that rolled down her eye.

“You idiot! You’ve gone to investigate the wrong person. Don’t you listen properly?” “I didn’t investigate the wrong person, Sir. She now has a daughter.” “A daughter? How is that possible? No, I don’t believe so.” “She now has a daughter, Sir. Her name is Princess and she’s Four years old. Based on my research, She’s really smart and charming, And Miss Brooks loves her so much.” “No. That can’t be possible.” Ethan shook his head even though the personal Investigator couldn’t see him. “I didn’t see any ring on her finger today.”

But, he didn’t say anything and just continued to listen to Yris speaking. “The princess grew beautifully, and she is expected to be the heir to the throne.” Yris continued. “But, when she came of age, she was given a trial just like the previous kings and queens. Her father, the king, doesn’t want her to undergo the trial and just directly appoint her as his heir. But, she herself insisted.” He said. Raine’s brows raised in surprise. He thought that the princess would be a squeamish one being raised pampered in a castle. It seems that he was too brainwashed by the fairytale books and movies that he has read and watched.

She was about four years old and was still quite innocent, but she had been taught proper manners and didn't fuss. Penelope also had a daughter, the eldest princess, who was three months older than Sylvia's girl. Grace had a son, the second prince, who was only two years old. The second prince was chubby, running with a wobbly gait. Victoria took a great liking to him, holding him close and giving him a few affectionate kisses before turning to Carissa. "You should hold him too. May you give birth to a plump little one next year." Carissa looked at the pudgy child and smiled as she extended her arms. "Your Highness, may I hold you?"

the prince replied before letting out a soft laugh. Desmond surely looked and sounded so charismatic, and I wasn't surprised when everyone laughed along with his little joke. By that time it had become plain obvious that he was talking about me. “He's obviously talking about you, right?” Diana said as she turned to stare at me with widened eyes. “Can you believe this? The Crown Prince is about to name a building after our daughter!” My mother exclaimed to my father before turning to beam a wide smile at me that told me just how proud she was.

“Sultan Zain personally donated a lot of food, clothes and gold to everyone who earned minimum wage. Rumours say that Princess was with him, but no one knows for sure.” I tilted my head at her, frowning at her sentence. “No one except the royals knows what she looks like. She is the daughter of late Sultan’s second wife, half-sister to both Sultan and Prince, but they treat her like their own blood. Her mother was English, so the few people who have seen her know she has skin as pale as the moon and during one event, a royal was threatened to have his eyes removed by Prince Khalid because he looked at the Princess the wrong way.”

I quickly declined her offer. "Hmm, I heard you being called a princess. From which empire are you?" She asked and walked towards me. "Ignis Hella," I responded. "I'm King Suxx's daughter." "King Suxx has a daughter?" The eldest son of Prince Nicholas inquired. "There's already a princess about my age, great!" He scanned me from tip to toe. "And you're pretty. Father, I think I now found someone who could be perfect as my wife," he exclaimed.

The Prince has sunk all of his emotions on his father's death. He once again feels the world collided. He lost his mother, Queen Dianah at a very young age because of a sudden illness that strikes her mother's life away. And now, it happened the same way to his father, King Hedery. Somehow, Prince Alphonso thought that it will be better to send his father off to his mother's side. So, King Hedery wouldn't suffer for years, staying alive without his other half. Anyone could see King Hedery misses Queen Dianah so much that he forces his son, the Prince to have children on the very first night of his twenty-first birthday.

The others followed suit. The Queen turned to the side, and the young woman in blue dress stepped forward. “This my daughter, the princess.” Hearing that in front of them was the princess, some of the guys felt their breaths hitched in their throat. The girl curtsied. “Pleasure to meet you. My name is Shirlyn Arland Rootwind, Princess of the Aeronvein Kingdom.” “T-The pleasure is ours,” Bara hesitated, blush could be seen covering his cheeks along with some of the guys. It was hard to not blush when a cute girl is right in front of you.

The couple did not have children. Prince Theertha- the second eldest son of Empress Pruthvi always followed her rules. He was not good at combat skills or sports but was excellent in academics. The empress' associates had revealed that she desperately wanted to appoint Theertha as the crown prince because of his obedience. He married Lady Janma Bertillon and had non-identical twin daughters- Princess Yathra and Princess Artha.