Princess Butterfly Sofia The First Novels & Stories

Did he see through her? Sofia laughed dryly. “If Arthur has decided to ghost me and move on, then that’s his loss. I’m not going to sit here and mope. I’m a princess. I always get what I want in the end.” William offered her a small smile. Sofia had to work from curling her lips in a sneer. She didn’t need his pity. She was stronger than he gave her credit for. Even from a hospital bed, she could get what she wanted. And what she wanted was Arthur.

He stood quiet for a while, looked at Sofia then back at the queen. “Her name is..her name is…” he stammered and cleared his throat "...Aurora," Prince Stefan said finally, a confident smile spreading across his face. "Aurora Wynter." Sofia widened her eyes in a mixture of shock and laughter. Sofia's eyes darted to Prince Stefan, and she tried to convey a message through her gaze. She raised an eyebrow, then looked at the king and queen, and back at Stefan, her eyes sparkling with amusement and a hint of warning. It was as if she was saying, "Really? Aurora Wynter?" without uttering a word.

Chapter Fourteen The next morning, the headlines were relentless. “La Reina Destroys Kingston Empire’s Legacy—What’s Next for Aaron Kingston?” “The Ice Queen Strikes Again—Sofia Laurent Claims Victory at London Summit.” “Power Move or Personal Vendetta? The Real Story Behind La Reina and Kingston’s Explosive Rivalry.” Sofia sat at the breakfast bar of her penthouse, scrolling through the headlines with a cold, detached expression, but the ache in her chest hadn’t dulled.

She rubbed her face, still in shock. Tera was genuinely concerned about Sofia's condition. The poor young girl must have been exhausted from taking care of Nora. As everyone knew, Nora was not an easy child to handle. Every time Sebastian Lim hired a nanny, none of them could endure Nora's challenging behavior. Either Nora was too difficult to manage, or the nannies were too weak. The only nanny who managed to stay with Nora was Sofia. She was Mrs. Herlinda's trusted aide, brought from her hometown in Medan, Indonesia. Sofia was a selfless girl with a dream of sending all her younger siblings to school. So, no matter how demanding it was to take care of Princess Lim, Sofia persisted, driven

I wasn't sure if It was pride but no one should be able to bypass an account restriction except they had my level of cyber manipulation. "I'll make sure to do that, Ma'am" She answered humbly and my scolding size was awakened to say, "I'm Sofia... Call me Sofia" Katrina raised her swollen face to me and opened her mouth to say, "You're a Queen. I heard the way you spoke with the president. You're someone big. Someone I can't afford to offend"

Her wings looked like they would belong to a dragonfly. “Tanz, this is our new Duke, Sir Scott MaComb, and his two children, Scott and Stacey.” Then Belle turns to our daughter, her eyes beaming, “This is Princess Elentari Amia Tirisil.” She holds a finger to her lips, “But this is a secret no one can know until we announce her to the Kingdom as a whole. You will be the only one allowed to attend to them while they are in their quarters. Until she is announced you may refer to her as Miss Silk MaComb.” Her instructions were absolute.

She says before the sounds of something falling and Jessica letting out a soft curse follow. “Princess, is everything okay?” I ask, worried about her getting hurt. “Yeah. I found the greenhouse you mentioned earlier today and decided I needed to actually choose things from the store to start gardening in it. That was a bag of dirt falling over and making a mess.” She explains with a sigh, and I chuckle, wanting nothing more than to pull up the app and see what sort of mess was made. “Don’t work too hard, Princess. You can leave the heavy lifting to me.” I state, and I meant every word. My Princess does not need to work so hard with me there for her.

I remember that burqa perfectly, so pretty and well-behaved, I don't know why so much fuss, these women don't know how to appreciate good clothes. Just as I think about answering, we're interrupted by a faint knock on the door. --- Supreme? Supreme? Excuse me, I came to inform you that the car is already at your disposal-- Alfred appears in the door opening after hearing my command to enter. --- Great Alfred, thank you very much-- my princess responds kindly, putting the comb on top of the dressing table-- you can take the day off to rest and let Gloria know that you're also excused for today-- she says turning her back to me and walking away forward like a true queen, no, like the true supr

The woman once again gazed intently at her reflection. “You are still beautiful! No matter what.” She consoled herself. The agony of that experience was too difficult to handle. Sofia wanted to cease thinking about her past but it continued haunting her. Even though she already changed her name just to forget who she truly was, but she could not deny the truth that she was Clarissa Gonzales, the infamous beauty queen who was dethroned, maligned, and was defamed by the public due to a scandal that ruined everything about her.

I mumble. Finally, the pieces are coming together. Peter Barone was La Reina's brother. I was never supposed to marry La Reina; Bianca was supposed to marry her brother to ally. I was just my father's back up. Bianca knows more than she's letting on. I'm going to find out what that is.