Princess Age Gaps Novels & Stories

Or maybe he's still busy to think about finding me. But I'm still his daughter. Didn't he even missed me in the last three months? Or it's just okay with him without me around? But what about Mom? Isn't she informed? I smiled wryly. I know the Harold's will break it with Mom. Maybe she's also busy to even care. I heaved a sigh. I am Siren Mendez. Everybody calls me princess. But this princess here they didn't know. Though I got almost everything I need, yet it's all empty and I'm still lonely.

I tried to rule her out. "Hahahahaha!" they are both laughing. Did I crack up a joke? I stared at them. "Don't get angry, Ajju. So it is her age that is stopping you from persuading her? If so, let me tell you, you are not a 60 year old, you are just 29 and you are the most eligible bachelor. Some eight years gap between couples is not unusual in our country." Praveen said.

George frowned, "Let's wait for a few years. It's fine as long as their age gap isn't too big." "Yes, it's good enough as long as the gap is no more than five years. What do you think?" Sigrid said meaningfully. George raised his eyebrows, "Hmm? So you're saying that more than five years is too big of an age gap?" "Ah? No, I didn't say that." Sigrid looked at him innocently and then hugged him with a smile. "I'm going to take a nap. Go to work." "No, let's take a nap together." George hugged her. "If I don't teach you a lesson, you'll be more daring in the future."

There was no man in the world that didn't want to marry her. Prince Ron on the other hand was quite short for his age. Even at 18, he looked 16 and this fact annoys him because people look down on him thinking he was still a child. He was glad his sister wasn't too tall so they were almost the same height. She was just an inch or two taller and she's four years older than him.

"But I can't be the only other royal you've spoken with." She smiled slightly again. "Not to say my suitors haven't all been wonderful in their own ways. But, you certainly are the… youngest one so far." Ah. Now it was beginning to make more sense. Hafsa and I were only a few years apart, if I remembered correctly. And the only ones within the same generation. Most of the royals still unwed were either much older than us or much younger. I could see why she'd want to gravitate more towards me in hopes I would relent in being single.

I hadn't been on the receiving end of one of her darker moods, and I did not wish to be. She delighted in causing agony in those that offended her with the gleeful nature of a Fury. Adamant on twisting the proverbial knife where one was most vulnerable once she wrestled you into a false sense of security. Well, proverbial in this sense, if the rumors are to be true. I never had the opportunity to meet Prince Alex, even when I still had my standing as a princess of Emerald Lake. He'd been five years my senior and hadn't had the time to make eyes at a girl when there were women to entertain.

Queen Alexandra seemed busy checking the pile of letters sent by the princesses and noble girls who fell in love with Prince Nathan, or rather Princess Nathania in disguise. She couldn't believe there were so many girls trying to get her daughter's attention. Not to mention the matchmaking proposal aimed at Prince Nathan even though he is only 15 years old. "Recently the letters have been coming in more and more, Your Majesty!" said Diana as she put a cup of tea on the table. "It seems like there have been so many girls who have fallen in love with her since the meeting of the three kingdoms at that time. If it were Nathan, I wouldn't be bothered by this!"

“You can only claim the Princess when she’s twenty-two years old. Until then, you’ll not go close to my daughter. Do you agree!?” At that moment, only a devilish smile was on my face. At twenty-two years, Princess will be mine. Tbc.

she began, her gaze flickering towards me before returning to Papa, “the recent… incident involving Princess Isla has caused some concern amongst the council.” A murmur rippled through the room. I kept my head held high, trying to project an air of calm I didn’t feel. My heart hammered against my ribs, a frantic drumbeat against the heavy silence. “We have always held the Princess in high regard,” Elder Gerone added, his voice grave. “Her intelligence and her dedication to Equedore have been evident. However, this… deviation from expected behavior raises questions about her judgment.”

Even if they had not realized that also needed. The princesses were there to celebrate during the good times, both big and small. High school and college graduations. Babies being born. Birthdays. Weddings. Athletic wins. Promotions. Business openings. Adoptions. And they were there to support each other during the bad. When Gina lost her husband. Two divorces. A few miscarriages. Athletic loses. Business failures. Chemo treatments. First love heartbreaks. Through it all, they all grew closer. They became a network and support system. Some of the youngest princesses called many of the older one grandma. And none complained. At this point, if someone called out Mom or Grandma, they all answer