Prince's Daughter Novels & Stories

Elizabeth said. "My dear queen if I may be bold," Allen spoke suddenly. Elizabeth looked at him and said, "Speak". "Why are you showing so much concern suddenly to a mare human girl Your Majesty? Is she really Princess Aisha as they guessed before" Allen asked with expectant eyes. Elizabeth smiled lightly as she said "I wish she was Allen I really wish" She sighed deeply and then continued "She is not Aisha… She is Henry and Diana's daughter Elena". "Your Majesty…" Allen was completely shocked.

If Akira manages to be one of them, only then will he be at ease. King Macmillan raises a hand and his right-hand man rushes over. “Your Majesty.” “We ought to pay a visit to my daughter in the North. It has been four fortnights—her time is up.” “Yes, Your Majesty—” “The Lady Kenward, Crown Princess Deyanira Mair!” His head snapped forward at the announcement of his daughter’s arrival. The wide doors opened to Deyanira in her hunting outfit, looking fresh from travel. She stalked toward his throne.

Rose and Christopher looked at each other for a while without saying anything. Rose wanted to keep a low profile for that wouldn't be possible anymore. She had no choice but to talk because she knows that, the press will do everything possible to find out things if she doesn't satisfy their curiosity. "To tell everyone the truth, My name is Rose. Our daughter's name is Princess. I didn't want to appear before everybody because I want a private life for me and my child. I hope we will still get that privacy even after now, thank you!" Rose said.

"Pompous lion shifter. The only one from his lineage. He's a high-ranked popular boy. But not as popular as the four princes from the founding families." I watch as the boy enjoys the attention he's getting from the female folks. "What a drama king," Zuri scoffs, shaking her head. "He's not even that cute." "He doesn't look bad." I offer my honest review. Zuri shakes her head. "He's just there. If you see the four founding princes, you'll know the difference between cute and handsome." I throw my head back in laughter. gods, how does she so effortlessly lighten up my mood all the time?

Father and Mother hover nearby, proud as though they’ve just set me on a throne. “Citizens of Aerithia and honoured guests,” Father says when the music dips, “we present our daughter, Princess Christie Halrion, the youngest ever member of the Aerithian Parliament.” Applause rolls through the room like a wave. I smile, bow my head, and try not to think about how much of this is pageantry. Prince Ron attaches himself to my side almost immediately. “You’re the star of the night,” he says, offering me champagne. “I’m merely here to make sure you don’t get kidnapped by any of these foreign dignitaries.”

By the time Andre got to the Presidential suite, where his parents were, Princess Charlotte was waiting with her arms open and Andre went over and hugged her. “You've been through a lot my son. But no more” She paused, her voice shaky “Your father and I are here now, you are a prince and not some lowlife gold digger that the public were made to believe…” she said in a sad voice. When they saw the outbreak of the scandal, they immediately had his love life investigated and what they found out was a slap on the royal family. A son, a born prince of the great Ashanti Kingdom being ridiculed like this?

"Jordan… why is everyone so harsh on me? "I only hugged you, kissed you. I didn't do anything else. Why are they treating me like this?" A flash of resentment crossed her eyes. "Even my father says I seduced you. "Fine. Then I'll make it real. "I want to see whether, after I give birth to your child, he'll still refuse to acknowledge him." She began pulling his clothes off. Jordan panicked. He struggled, but it was useless.

Mia added in that unusually firm voice that no one would ever associate with a savant unless they witnessed who's mouth it came from. “Then, we would try our best not to get caught, Mia. If possible, we should take this secret to our grave. No one can ever find out that the Prince was born female.” Prince Hendrick injected, in complete agreement with his wife, without giving the midwife another chance to rethink the Prince snap her neck, silencing her forever. This was their best chance to keep their daughter safe, and they would take it. With the plan fully in his mind, Prince Hendrick looked at the two others in the room and swore them to secrecy. They would protect this child at all even

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“She’s back. She came back to us.” The nanny walked forward and gently held the baby out. “This is your daughter, Mrs. Knight… would you like to hold her?” Essence’s lips parted. She took a step back like someone had just thrown a puzzle at her with half the pieces missing. “I have… a daughter?” she asked. I nodded. “Yes. You gave birth three months ago. Her name is Princess.” She shook her head slowly, eyes wide, panic creeping in. “I don’t… why can't...”