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I turn to Lina and ask, voice calm but cold, “Who is she?” she replies. “Princess Anna of Nurelia.” I almost laugh. Of course. That desperate peacock. The one my parents have been trying to pair up with Gregory. Always smiling too wide, walking like she own the entire universe. And now, she's already crawling into his bed before they’re even engaged. Disgusting. I focus on my plate and start eating slowly. “We got him drunk last night, remember?” I say, trying to sound unaffected. “The crown prince of Aerithia doesn’t drink alcohol. The wine must’ve affected his judgment.”

The woman laughed. A cruel, satisfied sound. “Let me introduce myself properly,” she said, stepping closer. “My name is Princess Elara.” She paused deliberately, watching Alina tremble. “The daughter of the woman you killed.” Alina looked up at her in confusion, her body still shaking from the cold. Killed her mother? Her mind struggled to process the accusation. She wanted to speak. To ask what she meant. But her teeth were clattering too hard to form words. “I know what you are,” Princess Elara continued, her tone growing sharper. “You’re some old, wicked witch hiding in a young body.”

“Honestly, if you wanted to pretend to be still out, you could have at least kept your breathing even.” “Are we sure she’s a spy?” “Who are you? What do you want?” I reached for my dagger but one of them lifted it and waved it. “It’s not even silver,” one of them said. “And it’s poorly made. I didn’t think the alpha king would let his little princess be so unprotected.” The other one chuckled. “It was surprisingly easy to snatch you of the street. Not a bit of a defense in you.” “It’s like she doesn’t know…”

Giada's heart still fluttering from Kye's unexpected gesture. ~~~ Alyona was in high spirits, her smile reflecting the joy she felt at the news of Elon and Ida's new baby girl. She quickly made a note to visit them at the hospital later that day, eager to meet the newest addition to their family. She was thrilled by the success of her new product launch, which had made waves in the market and was selling at an impressive pace. Her hard work and dedication were paying off, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment.

You know that uneasy feeling you get when something big is about to happen? I was getting that feeling now. Alyana and I looked at each other when we were interrupted by another female voice that we weren’t familiar with. “Princess,” she called out, “Everything has been updated, and the principal is waiting for you.” “Princess?” Alyana asked. “Yes, Princess, Brianna Althea Davenport, Princess of Norrustra.” Alyana and I turned our heads so fast we thought our necks would break as we looked at Brie.

said Melina. "Princess, what do you mean?" asked Julius confused. "6 months ago, right after I was exiled from the Coven, a werewolf woman arrived with Elena, the king's niece her name is Alania Wilson. Now she is my Maxon's wife and mate and future queen of the Coven," said Melina. "I can't believe it, that bitch bewitched my prince with her witchcraft, and now she will pay for getting in my way with her life."

{AVELINE} "AVELINE, pour some tea into my cup!" Princess Octavia commanded. I immediately followed her order. I approached the table where the three princesses were sitting. I took the tea pot and carefully poured tea into her cup. She was busy admiring herself in her handheld mirror that she always carried everywhere. Before I could turn away, Princess Viviana grabbed my attention. "Aveline, bake us some cookies. I want to eat right now," she demanded.

The Alundral Princess Thank you so much for taking the time to read The Altundral Princess. This story is the sequel from Bred by the Alien King. Although this story can be read on its own, you will have a better understanding of it if you read Bred by the Alien King; first, It will give you a better idea of the characters and settings. Chapter one Beven's point of view I come to the waterfall every day. Just to watch the Princess, My beautiful Deliah, the Princess of Altundral.

Daciana loathed royal balls and didn't fail to hide her resentment, she spoke about it all day and her mother had just enough of her banter sending her to her room as punishment but that was all Daciana wanted to be home alone and read the books she sneaked from the library, Apparently princesses weren't permitted to read books that involved science or sports only etiquette or tea parties so Daciana had to hide them in her gown and hid them in her secret compartment she built in her room. The royal ball was an important night it was one shot to get Prince Eric charms working with the princess of Loria but that very night of joy turned into a nightmare of agony. Princess Daciana, the black sh

“My beautiful princess is way too adorable for me.” They both laughed at their silliness and ended their dramatic exchange of words and went inside the eldest prince’s chamber again. “It seems ye have a good time with her, your highness.” Alminah spoke in low voice while eyeing the eldest prince put his bag down his bed again. “But she belongeth to the young prince…” “Did ye say something?” he asked her but she shook her head and went to those piles of souvenirs. “I just need a little help with these when I wilt have it transported in the land Zagreb.”