Prince William Younger の小説・ストーリー

He even learned how to wield a sword… not that he’s ever used it. When King William slowly became weaker, he suggested your father find a nice young woman to marry, so that he would be taken more seriously as king. Your father was only nineteen at the time and William feared with him being young, other kings might think him too young to rule alone. But you see, William was a firm believer in a king can’t rule without his queen.” “Well, what happened to King William’s queen?” I asked, intrigued.

The King let out a chuckle then grabbed a bread knife to throw at the Prince, “You catch really well, Prince. Have you been playing any sports when you were young?” “What do you mean young, Your Highness? I am still young though, am I not? I could pass as your son looking at my appearance,” “But you are older than me, isn’t that right, Prince Valiar?” The Vampire Prince laughed at the King of the Werewolves claim and looked at the terrified young princess beside him.

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.

"And Ms. Emerson? She didn't let them off easily." Josh felt a chill run down his spine as Alex dropped the bombshell. "Lucky for you, Ms. Emerson has a sixth sense for these things, and this guy's crescent is exactly where she wants it, down to the millimeter. "Sit tight. If he's the chosen one, you're not just off the hook for the seven million five hundred thousand bucks. Your buddy's gonna roll out the red carpet, and you'll be living the high life together."

The Prince said but lord Simon wasn't buying it. "I doubt you called me here because you missed me, why I am here? Did you have another problem with your father? Did he send someone to harm you again?" Simon asked with a worried look, but the prince only smiled. Prince George, the first son of king Dustin and Queen Morgan, and also the next in line to the throne. At the young age of 13, his grandfather the previous king involved him in politics, preparing him for the throne and he cast his father aside, causing rift between prince George and his father. His father hated him because the previous king never acknowledge him (king Dustin) as someone who is fit to be king instead he favours his t

Ten out of thirteen. "The motion carries," Brennan said. "Princess Beatrice is hereby recognized as official heir to House Wynter with all rights and privileges therein." Relief flooded through me but I kept my expression composed. "Thank you, my lords. I promise to serve this Council and our people with honor." "We don't doubt it," Lord Edmund said warmly. "You've already proven your commitment. Now we just need to make it official in the records." "There's one more matter," Alpha Damon said. Everyone turned to look at him. "I want it noted that I still have concerns about her age and experience. She's barely twenty-one and has been part of our world for less than a year."

If he was not alone, he was only ever escorting his sister, his mother or the Queen. The Prince came out of the guest room a few hours later, Jaxson wanted to check he was alright, ask why he’d called his name over the link. But he didn’t even glance in his direction before sweeping towards the stairs. Jaxson sighed silently before rising and following along with Adam. They only had a few hours before Callum and Matilda would take over for the day. The Prince turned suddenly as they reached the bottom of the stairs. “You don’t need to follow me around. It’s ridiculous.”

She finally confessed, Grandpa Jarius tapped the back of her hand, and a young man in his mid-twenties approached them, he was smiling, and Grandpa Jarius smiled back at him. "Grandpa Jarius!" The young man greets Grandpa Jarius without taking his eyes off Barbara "Duke William, I almost thought your grandpa played a fast one on me." "Of course not Grandpa Jarius!" "Come on Barbara, meet Prince William, he is my friend's grandson, and William, Barbara my granddaughter." "Whoa! I didn't know that Grandpa Jarius had such a beautiful granddaughter." "Now you know." Grandpa Jarius added, William smiled and then looked towards Barbara.

The more Prince William interacted with Zayn, the more he found him to be a fool. He had to be an idiot to be making such claims. He was the Prince of Yingland, the beloved grandson of the Queen. Who in all of Yingland would be so senseless to try to assassinate him? He had been living in Yingland for a long time, yet no one had ever attempted to assassinate him. No one did it in the past and no one would do it in the future either.