Princess Carrying 소설 & 이야기

“I’m going to carry you. It will require me to touch you behind your back and under your legs. Is that okay?” She nodded again. Andrew wrapped one arm behind Princess Aurora’s back and the other beneath her legs, behind the bend of her knees. “Okay, I’m going to lift you now, on the count of three. One…two…three!” In one smooth, effortless movement, Andrew lifted Princess Aurora into a princess carry. She wrapped her arms around his neck to stabilize herself and placed her head on his shoulder, making herself comfortable in the stance. “I’m going to take you to my car, and then we’re going to go see a doctor friend of mine,” Andrew explained.

said Crown Prince, calmly. “You will remember well that you are going to the Emperor. Bearing children is your women’s job to do for you. Having more than one heir is better than nothing.” Crown Prince remained silent. “Now, I expect you to leave with me in the next hour as we need to make our way back to the palace. I need you to take Princess Kay with you to the festival. She’s been patiently waiting for you for the past two months.” Crown Prince nodded. “Alright.”

The palace gates had not stood this tense in years. Guards lined the walls in double ranks, spears gleaming in the afternoon sun. Banners fluttered above, the silver wolf of her family’s crest snapping in the breeze. From the balcony above the courtyard, Elara’s breath clouded faintly against the cool air. Her palms gripped the railing, hidden by the folds of her gown. She forced her shoulders back, her chin high, every inch the princess she was expected to be.

We sat inside a big and beautiful carriage which would lead us towards our destination. I was sitting next to lady Karheel and lady Erima. Sitting across from us were the two princes. The eldest prince kept looking at the unfazed lady Karheel while prince Alastair kept on looking at me. I couldn't help but to smile every time I caught him and he would return it with a smile, too.

she asked, toe tapping against the weathered porch boards. Damn. She got me. I had done my best to learn what I could about Tobi’s world, and yeah, I knew he was a prince. But I hadn’t really thought it through. Not all the way. “I mean… we haven’t exactly talked about that yet,” I muttered, trying to keep my composure. “A crescent moon,” Moira said, exasperated. “I guess we should start calling you Princess,” Oscar teased with a grin. Henry turned in his arms, confused. “Wait, what secret is she keeping?”

--- You didn't have to carry me dear, remember that soon I'll be getting quite round-- she says with a little laugh-- and I think it will be hard to get used to it-- she concludes burying her head in my chest, sighing and closing her eyes in the process. --- There's no need to get used to it, I'll continue to carry it whenever possible, and even with a few extra pounds it'll still be light as a feather-- I mumble, not liking to imagine not having her in my arms. I get to the bedroom opening the door and closing it right after, I carefully deposit my female in our bed, moving away just to prepare her bath. I fill the bathtub, putting in some salts that I had seen that my princess liked, as sh

I reached out and wiped the tear with my thumb my eyes still searching his and he sniffed in grabbing my hand and kissing the back while staring at me intensely. ‘I…’ my voice sounded hoarse. I need water. As if he understood my unspoken word, he carried me princess-style to the kitchen. He placed me on the counter before pouring me a glass of water. My eyes followed his every move. I stared at his dangling little brother with wide eyes. It was semi-hard yet it was really huge, thick, and long. I know that I shouldn’t be staring but he was so tempting to look at. In my defense, he was the one that offered me a front-row view of his god-like body.

he said, and without waiting for permission, scooped me up into his arms. “William, I can—” I began to protest, but the exhaustion hit me like a wave. His strong grip felt steady, comforting, and at that moment, I didn’t have the energy to argue. I rested my head lightly against his shoulder as he carried me toward the penthouse, cradling me as though I weighed nothing.

The thought of one-day ruling, of ensuring their prosperity and peace, was a weight I carried with both pride and solemnity. But this meeting felt different. A shadow of the market incident hung over everything. Word of the Crown Princess being caught stealing – even something as trivial as spoons – had spread like wildfire across the kingdom. Whispers followed me in the palace corridors, curious and sometimes accusatory glances from servants and courtiers alike. The elders, wise and influential figures who held the stability of Equedore in their hands, were now gathering to discuss my fitness to succeed to the throne.

He replied with an eye roll and she sighed. " Actually, You see this lady beside me is the King personal maid and also his sex slave as well, As at now, She's carrying the Prince baby but no one knew about it and I want you to keep shut as well, I don't want anyone to know about it also, She just want to help him, Nothing more, She didn't want Princess Lana to go away with it" " So ,what are your plans, Can I hear it maybe I'll be comfortable with it "