Princess Daisy Of Sarasaland Novels & Stories

The delicate gold crown was woven into a filigree band encrusted with diamonds. As he held the crown up to the ceiling above him, Daniel said the spell in the old language then placed it on Gretchen's bowed head. Holding it out to her, Gretchen took Daniel's hand and rose to her feet then faced the guests. As she blew out through her mouth, she looked to Teddy as a smile curled up on the side of his mouth and he winked at her. Daniel said, "I present to you Her Royal Highness, Princess Gretchen, Shield Maiden of the Darke and Defender of the Faith."

He stopped laughing the minute he took a look at my face, instantly composing himself he turned back to Zachary, "As of 8pm last night Annalise Elisabeth Shaw became the next in line for the crown, instantly making her Queen of the Vampire empire, even if she didn't know, she is the last blood relative of the reining King and Queen, so you see Zackie boy this fight is null and void",

“Disrespect me again and I will show you what it means to be the Alpha.” “I’m sorry I meant no disrespect, but she is Princesa Kataleya Rossi of England, Daughter of the Lycan King, Alejandro Rossi and the blessed wolf. Her sister is mated to a prophesied king! Her cousin Alpha Rayhan Rossi is one of the wealthiest and most influential alphas around.” With every word, my anger is rising once again. “Her other cousin? Alpha Leo Rossi. There are rumours he is far more than we know. Her Uncle is the Deimos Prince. Oh, and let’s not forget that her cousin Serafina is a high witch of the coven of England and-”

Ash had never seen her before but he could tell that she was a Landers due to the luxury she had on her. Merely looking at her, Ash could say this was not one like the calm Landers that he met, Daisy, who had him interrogated. This one was saucy, with an attitude. She looked to be the female duplicate of Ivan Landers. Ash wanted to ask who she was then he spotted her customized car plate, she was Katty Landers.

"Tell us, my daughter, what challenges face our people?" Daisy cleared her throat and began to speak. She talked of how germs were devastating the crops, and how bandits were stealing the harvests. As she spoke, murmurs of discontent began to rise from the ministers. King Louis slammed his fist on the table. "Silence!" he barked. "This is a matter of utmost importance! Show respect for your future queen!" The ministers cowed, but Minister Lucas spoke up. "Your Majesty," he said, "Princess Daisy is not yet our crown princess. The ministers have not yet agreed on it."

So, she made up excuses after excuses that she has no business outside until her public appearances become near to nonexistent, until she was a rumor within a rumor–unless she was forced to make an appearance as the heiress of the crown–rare though it may be (no one would be glad to see her out and about, anyways…) but she was fond of flowers… so she made it a point to be seen at least daily, briefly, if only just to tend to them… her flowers, her garden. She twirled a daisy before plucking it's petals one by one, watching them being blown away by the winter winds away from her. The Princess, now of age eleven, is currently not in a good mood–and all hell breaks loose (debatably literally or

“Daisie’s here too.” That was Nollace’s mother, Diana Sullivan, princess of Yaramoor. She was like the fairy tales, graceful and beautiful. Even though she was no longer young, her actions and etiquette showed that she wasn’t a commoner. Daisie walked into the room and nodded politely. “Nice to meet you, ma’am.” Diana smiled, still gentle. “You can call me Aunt Diana.” She smiled shyly. “Aunt Diana.” Nollace sat in the chair. “Mom, how are you feeling?”

Or maybe he's still busy to think about finding me. But I'm still his daughter. Didn't he even missed me in the last three months? Or it's just okay with him without me around? But what about Mom? Isn't she informed? I smiled wryly. I know the Harold's will break it with Mom. Maybe she's also busy to even care. I heaved a sigh. I am Siren Mendez. Everybody calls me princess. But this princess here they didn't know. Though I got almost everything I need, yet it's all empty and I'm still lonely.

We went to Hawaii this year for our company retreat and yes that creed packed all of the Hawaii into me—on the beach, on the balcony, even once in a hammock (which we broke and had to pay for… sorry, Sheraton). Every day with him made me think of why I stayed, why I came home, why I started this new journey. Not that everything was okay, but because it was my own. Lily's daughter, Harmony Daisy Reyes—yes, that is actually her government name—was turning one year old in two weeks, and I was pulling out all the stops for her surprise birthday party. Of course, Lily had no idea. Which, for anyone who knows Lily, is saying something. She always does know everything.

But before I could step away, her voice cut through the air like a whip. “And remember, Daciana, a princess does not rush like a commoner. Walk with the grace that befits your title.” I slowed my pace but as soon as I was beyond her sight, I hastened to my chambers, a sigh of relief escaping my lips as the heavy door clicked shut behind me. “Daciana” a feminine voice shrieked startling me for a minute. It was then I realized I had company. “You still haven’t abandoned your old habits, have you?” she teased, rising to embrace me. It was my cousin Princess Avery. "I thought you were done skulking around the castle with that... contraption.”