Princess Daisy Of Sarasaland Novels & Stories

"Princess...Levara?" The woman standing before her was unmistakable. Long golden-brown hair, pale skin, crimson eyes and soft pink lips. The beautiful face that Elly had seen on television countless times, the beloved Princess of Avenor. Her princess. Levara. But something was terribly wrong, Levara's eyes were empty, there was no warmth in them, they looked almost lifeless. As if the woman standing before Elly had already died long before her body had ever stopped breathing. Elly swallowed.

But Elara tasted the poison beneath every smile. She swept into the hall beside her parents, Kael just behind, her gown of deep green catching the candlelight. Nobles bowed their heads, though their eyes followed her like hawks. Already the whispers had begun: The princess and the Ironfang heir. A match written by politics… or by fate. Her stomach twisted.

soldiers bowed to him in so much respect, he got off the horse in one jump and looked at me by the side of his eyes , I saw one girl , very well dressed like a princess maybe , came running to him hugging him while he went for the older lady standing right there also well dressed but like a queen , he kissed her hands , all was looking at me while i was getting off the horse ,and I was taking few steps back trying to see the whole picture I am gonna play in after a while from now, those big gates and walls this castle is so big and all of this green is in the size of our biggest village , I don't think if I want to escape, that escape is gonna be easy . "She !!!! is she Kal ? Oh my god her

I resisted the urge to sneer. “I will not be around forever; the time for a new ruler is coming. All the other Princesses have accepted betrothals. Even your sister has taken it up with the Prince of Chamber, but it is not her birthright to form alliances with the other kingdoms. It is yours, Kiara.” “Arsenal is hardly the kingdom I’d like to ally with.” I turned away from him.

“Do you know who I am? No? The Princess Royal, rightful heir to the late King Gregory of Vercia. Take me back to the palace and I will give each of you your body weight in gold coins.” Miriam gasped, not only at the treachery but because of the notion that she herself had been deemed to be worth so little. She didn’t blame Ketil for that; his offer had been a generous one. “We’ll pass.” Daphne looked astounded, until the self-appointed leader of the two villains added, “I’m more interested in your body, yellow hair, and once we’re ashore I can guarantee you a good time.” The oarsman suddenly let fly with his pole, the flat blade of which caught Sassa unawares, and she dropped like a stone, t

said Amairas . " In the honour of what she is we will name her Cynthia , as she belongs to the moon ." said the man and the scene shattered in pieces . Cynthia was standing in the same hall with the crown . " So i suppose now you know ." said the crown . " I ....I ..I am the moon princess . " said Cynthia nervously . " Yes my majesty ." said the crown softly ." I hope you'll seen figure out a why to be at your kingdom , the kingdom awaits you and so do i . " said the crown .

The doors opened, and we were bathed in the golden light of the great hall. "Presenting, the first princess of the empire of Arventia, Her Highness, Princess Camellia Arventia and Grand Duke William Valois." the man's voice echoed, and we walked, our hands linked, down the great catwalk, under the shocked gazes of the Emperor and the entire imperial family of Arventia. Some things at that ball were going to be very different, and I was going to make sure that I was the trigger for the biggest explosion in the empire's social circles.

she giggled. "y-yes, your Majesty" I answered truthfully. I shouldn't lie right? "Amelia, just call me Mom" she pointed out. "M-mom" I answered as I giggle. She then gave me a smile. "actually, there's a Princess whom continue to seek Philip and she wants to get married with him" she said. Is that Princess Dahlia? the one that Philip told earlier? "Princess Dahlia?" I asked. She nodded. "I guess Philip already told you about her" she guessed and I just nodded.

He rebuked when he sniffed the paper. “Duchess Calliope, woman fluent in eight languages and comes from a noble house situated in the hills of Milena. Her family is notorious for possessing a numerous army. One who may speak to her, agrees to be charmed by her…” He opened the third one. “Lady Diene…” “Baroness Itzel…” “Princess Arlet…” "Lady Seline..." “Duchess Katrina…” He read her seven letters and finally turned to her with a baffled expression on his face.

Daisy is perched on the floor, snatching each present in succession and shaking them next to her ear. "Alessandro, take a look at my presents." She focuses at them with a major grin all over when she sees me. "Would you please open the presents with me?" I stoop down adjacent to her and gesture, wearing my own grin all over, "In the event that you need me to, I will, Principessa." Daisy frowns and slants her head as she asks me, "What's the meaning?" "It implies princess in Italian." I answer, to which she quickly grins once more.