Princess Beatrice Eyes Novels & Stories

I knew then that a part of Emily lived within her. But one mystery I am yet to untangle is this other piece of information the scout had delivered. A picture of the said Mrs Beatrice, who was Rita's mum, and it didn't add up one bit. There was a total stark contrast in their appearance and everything else. Where Rita had hazel eyes, Beatrice had sharp brown eyes and fully dark hair. Everything screamed differently, with not even an atom of resemblance. If anything, this second picture, though much older, looked so much like the picture of someone who had been declared missing many years ago.

However, it wasn’t the same as to what I'm seeing now. There was a boy. I can’t recognize his face because of the weird blurry effect of the dream. The only thing I saw clearly were his eyes. His emerald-colored eyes are still engraved in my mind. Even though it’s already been a year since I last dreamt of it, I still can’t forget his eyes. The scenes may be different to what I'm seeing now, but they were both peculiar and still not on earth.

"Ugh ..." Prince Keith grimaced in pain, his head hurt after being hit and now he doesn't know what happened to him. "Are you awake? are you all right?" asked a woman with long brown hair who sat beside him. Prince Keith was stunned, he didn't know since when there was a woman beside him. His eyes glanced at the figure of a beautiful woman with very beautiful sapphire blue eyes, wearing a pink dress and showing her cleavage. There was a strange mark on her chest, he didn't know what it was.

Her face radiated the allure of a glamorous film star combined with the sophistication of a top fashion model. She just could not cease scrutinizing the reflection that continued to stare directly into her eyes. Those almond-shaped dark brown eyes may appear so delighted but seemed to hide the loneliness and despair of a woman. “Ha! No one can tell who you truly are,” she muttered, trying to awaken that satisfaction from within but anguish still engulfed her.

They smiled and tilted their head to the side. One prince gave me a warm smile that comforted me from all the stares. He has blonde hair which was combined backward. A few strands were covering his icy blue eyes. He was pretty tall. Then my eyes darted to one with a cold stare, but despite that, he was good looking. His hair was black and messy, his eyes are the color of midnight blue, which is currently giving me goosebumps.

Her eyes glinted with playfulness. Beth's eyes were a mesmerizing shade of hazel, a blend of green and brown that seemed to change with her moods, reflecting her lively spirit. Freckles dotted her cheeks and nose, adding a touch of innocence to her appearance. Her wavy ginger hair was usually tied into a ponytail.

He was so far away but her eyes met him, and damn his Amber-Golden eyes made her freeze. When she blinked her eyes, he wasn't there again. Beatrice could have sworn that she had seen someone there. She had clear eyesight, that was one of her abilities. "Beatrice!" Mel half yelled, and she snapped out. "Huh, quit yelling.. we're surrounded by wolves." Beatrice glared at her sister. "Yeah, I would have never done that in the first place if my sister didn't space out while staring at the ceiling. Pardon me, Your Majesty." Mel said sarcastically.

"Alright, Jessica shouldn't have hung up on you. Take this as her apology." It was a pink necklace, missing some diamonds. It was her style, not mine. I never liked pink. Then I recalled the bracelet on her wrist yesterday. It was the Prince family's heirloom, passed down to the wives. I had begged to try it on after his proposal, which was a fair request, but he had refused, saying it was for our wedding. Believing him, I waited patiently for three years. Now Jessica was wearing it. The one in front of me? It was probably some castoff she didn't want anymore, and Milo passed it to me.