Princess Agents Novels & Stories

Agatha shrugged and thought out loud, “Women like Princess Scarlet are usually like crows. They like collecting anything that catches their eye. I heard from her maids, she was abused by the previous Queen but she was a rebel. The previous Queen also burnt her tongue with hot coals. They say now she can taste nothing. To the Princess, this influence and freedom was everything. Some woman among the servants of the Princess must be of suspicious origin or exotic heritage, brought in for a certain purpose.” Laylin hummed in thought, “You don’t suppose they are planning something?” Agatha bit her bottom lip and shook her head. “Princess Scarlet looks like a spiteful spoiled ill-tempered heiress

And took steps so Princess Roseline doesn't get the honor but gave it Princess Emma instead. She's aware Fallon came as a spy to Silverbell and is working for princess Izabella now but she's not sure how both Princesses know each other But thanks to her deciding to be a dagger, she will have it easy to get rid of Prince Anthony. "What will you do with her?" Jain ask picking a robe because of the windy weather "Let her have taste of what it means to betray me" she answers and Jain swallow hard in fear Princess Claire walk away from the window since the breeze is getting too cold and take her seat on her chair

Ithel pointed at Blake and shouted, "why did you meddle in our business? Now you let our two fugitives escape!" What? The general was stunned. "Didn't you just ambush us for the right to the Princess, don't talk nonsense." The general decided to hide the womans identity and call her a princess instead of a future Queen. "What Princess?" Ithel was puzzled. "Didn't you clearly see us chasing two people? And you got involved without asking any questions. I tell you, if I don't catch those two people you will have to explain to the boss why you decide to fall into our business."

Her eyes darted around the room. Confusion flooding her expression. “This… this isn’t…” Not a costume party. Not even close. Her stomach twisted violently. She lied... Where is Valeria? A bright light hit her face at that moment. She flinched. Another flash followed. And another. Phones. They were pulling out their phones. Taking pictures. Recording. “Oh my God—look at her!” “Is she serious right now?” “Who told her this was a costume party?!” Laughter erupted again.

My head was spinning with all the questions piling up. “How old is Stelle anyway? Isn’t the princess supposed to be eighteen now?” Pete asked, brows furrowed. “They could’ve faked everything. Her age, her identity. All to protect her from anyone who might be after her,” Adrian said. “Especially if she’s in danger.” I nodded. “You’ve got a point.” “But if it’s true… if she really is the princess…” Pete didn’t even finish his sentence. His voice faded out. “Then we’ve got a much bigger problem,” I said. “She’s not just some guest anymore. She’s a symbol. She could either bring danger… or power.”

he replied, as the younger woman stepped forward. “Excuse me, how rude of my parents not to do introductions,” the younger woman stated. She acted pleasant, but there was an underlying tension about her. Something that told me we would not be friends. “I am Princess Agatha, my friends call me Aggie,” she said, extending her hand to Carson.

By the second report, nobody was smiling anymore. The information documented in the scrolls in the satchel was detailed, with places, dates and names. It detailed the entire scheme from its conception 20 years ago, including the deal about how the princess, who was the half-sister of the current king of East Kingdom, was sent as a peace offering for the pact. On the surface it was a bargaining chip that Alaistair held in his hands, but in essence it was a double-edged sword as the princess was no porcelain doll. She was adept in the art of warfare and espionage. One of the reports detailed the schemes both covert and overt, the ones with Alaistair’s approval and the ones that he wasn’t even

After the phone rang a few times she finally pick up. "Maggie, I need you here", "Yes, Alpha", she said and hung up the phone. Now, time to change the plan, so they are expecting us to move so we wont move and I will attack when they least expect it, so I'm guess this was her plan all along well there princess you failed, but I have to give it to her though, attacking while moving is a good plan but I didn't get where I am by playing fair, suddenly I started to feel a pressure in my head, someone is trying to link me.

Pavan appeared a little intimidated, while Danial frowned at the bodyguards, about to question their purpose. Suddenly, the bodyguards parted, revealing a slim figure walking through the formation. Danial looked at her and didn't recognize her. The woman was Crystal Kirk, the princess of the Kirk Family. She dazzled in a sleek, sapphire-blue gown with a high slit and an off-the-shoulder neckline, adorned with intricate beadwork. She walked gracefully towards the table and greeted them, "Hello everyone, I hope you are having a great time. My name is Crystal Kirk, but you can call me Miss Kirk. I hosted this dinner."

The party was about to start. Valentino led Luke and Alessandra to her room. Valentino opened the door and Alessandra squealed in shock. There was a princess ballgown in the middle of the room a shiny tiara on a small table beside it. Luke was shocked upon seeing the dress. It looked like it cost thousands. "Daddy, look! It's a princess gown!" Alessandra exclaimed as she ran to the dress. "Do you like it?" Valentino asked.