Princess Danika And King Lucien の小説・ストーリー

One time he would be suited and the other time, he would be dressed in the ancient way. “We are done your highness,” one of them said and bowed, “We will leave now, may you live long,” she added. “May you live long,” they all chorused and walked out of the king’s chamber with their back. Lucian sighed as he watched Ashiana who was fumbling with her shoes. “Hey princess,” Lucian called and quickly wore a smile. He walked to her and bent beside her, “Is there anything I can help you with?” he asked.

The maid sighed as she took a quick peek at the Princess from the slightly gaping door. "What have the cruel Prince done to this poor young lady to make her act this way?" She shivers at the thought of the Princess getting punished sadistically. And Mary became even more terrified as she considered the possibility of the Prince tormenting the Princess into killing herself. The idea was not impossible since the Prince is well known in the Lilac Palace to be a ruthless killer, though that secret only remains inside the palace walls. Anyone who leaks this secret is punishable by death. Gaining a little courage in approaching the Princess, Mary tried her shot in helping her. "Princess Lianne?...

his voice a low growl, thick with hunger. Tears welled up in my eyes as I bit my lower lip, cheeks burning red. Shame and humiliation battled within me as I found myself nodding. But I knew Ethan was not asking for my permission; lycan kings never did that. Ethan lifted his eyes from my chest and met my eyes, and for a moment, it flickered, but then he blinked it away. However, it started shifting between colors. My brows creased in confusion; Ethan started reversing back, in the process pushing down the dishes, startling me. He began to shake his head while violently smacking himself. “Let go of my mind!”

Andrea catches my eye as he rises to his feet. “Congratulations,” he murmurs, his voice low and laced with both fear and awe. “On your incredible wife, your child, and your overwhelming victory. They may not all be ready to admit it, but today, you became the king.” Lucian inclines his head, a quiet moment of respect passing between them. There’s something in Andrea’s gaze that reminds Aurora of her father—a solemn kind of pride, an acknowledgment of the weight that now rests on Lucian’s shoulders.

Lizzie muttered to Jennifer, who nodded in agreement. * Clarabelle and Clarissa had made them all disappear, and appear in one of Lucian's house. The other girls begged the witches to make them appear in their parents home, which they did immediately. Lucian could remember what the two witches told him before they disappeared. "Make sure to take care of our Queen. She had chosen a human. We hope the human learns to love her than he loved any other person in this world." Those words. He closed his eyes, and sighed. He carefully dropped her on the bed, and smiled at her delicate face.

I tried to free myself from her grip and slaps but I couldn’t. Alpha Darius stood in a corner, still putting on his clothes. Luna Cecilia continued to pull my head but there was nothing I could do. She was royalty, so I dared not lay my hands on her. “Darius rush now and get the alpha King,” she suddenly commanded Darius. I tried to understand why she was sending for the alpha king when she knew that I could spill out everything that I just witnessed if she called for Alpha Zade. “You little wrench, I am going to show you where you belong for trying to meddle in a business that didn’t concern you,” she blurted and fell to the floor at once.

Elara shrieked, clawing the air as she tried to reach him. Lucian's face turned ashen. He tried to rush forward, but another guard blocked his path. "Caelan! You have no right!" His voice shook as he shouted. Caelan turned his head, his eyes sharp as blades. He closed the distance between them, his height and presence bearing down with absolute dominance. "No right? You used vile tricks to break a woman who gave you everything? Tell me, Lucian—is this what the Swan Prince is supposed to do?" Lucian flinched under the weight of his stare, stumbling back a step.

"Yes, my lady. I'll give you my word." "I was with my parents, the ones who brought me up. Until I caught the eyes of Killian Romero and moved into his manor as his mate. He was to be crowned Alpha King and I, his official mate. But he began to think differently of me. With the help of my maid, I found him guilty of infidelity, and in wand tb as if he tried to deny it or beg for my forgiveness. He said he loved it better with them. And it wasn't my fault anyway. I had no idea how different I was." I sighed. "That was the same day I found out my parents weren't my real ones. I thought I was only human and unable to be Killian's mate. So, I was rejected and I fled. That was when my father, the

Only Damien had wanted me. “Do you take her as—” “Skip the part,” Damien said sharply, turning his head slightly toward the priest. The priest hesitated… then gave a stiff nod. “By the will of the Moon Goddess and the authority of the Lycan Council… I now pronounce you King and Queen.” A young boy stepped forward with the crown on a velvet cushion. Damien took it and placed it on my head himself. The weight of it was real. Heavy. Symbolic. This wasn’t just a title now. It was a claim.

"First is having their King killed by a werewolf. Second is a werewolf being their King. And now you give them hope but take it away by demanding the oath of fealty.” I glared at him. "You have no say in the matter. Tread carefully, Rhazien." "You were never going to make him the King, were you?" "No," I said honestly. "You gave your word," Rhazien looked at Ava. I didn't like him dragging her into this. Before I could say anything, she spoke. "What do I know? I have been a Luna for all of two weeks. Nikolai knows best about all of these things." She shrugged, still going on with our little charade. "He made a decision and I stand by him."