Romans & histoires Princess Dog Bed

Head back with the pups or? [[ I rather spend the night here with her tonight, can you bring me another bed please ]] ** of course my King, right away ** They wheel a bed in and place the pups right between both beds and I pop my shoes off and lay down on the bed next to my Queen and children [[ wake up soon for us babe, please ]] I look down once more at our pups and close my eyes and drift off to a very restless night’s sleep. Queen Maxine

"Hi everyone, I'm Kelly Anderson. I'm the Wolf Princess." My roommate made a dramatic entrance the moment she walked in. She had on a full set of wolf fur, her makeup was flawless, and she appeared superior to everyone else in the room. "The Wolf Princess? From the ancient race in the myths? I heard they isolated themselves from society, but they're still known to be insanely powerful!" One of our roommates gasped in excitement and practically skipped over to her. Their eyes were wide with admiration. "Is that real wolf fur? That's so cool! I've never seen it before! I heard your people wear wolf fur all the time!"

After her conversation with her mother in the morning, she has spent the entire afternoon locking herself up inside these chambers. Once on the streets, she has overheard two females talking about how princesses get all they want conveniently and how they themselves still have to work even though they and those princesses are from the same race and so they should be equal. Elysia has to say they are partly right, about princesses’ lives are easy and convenient. Because now she is getting bored and wants to have fresh air outside this suffocating palace. Poor her, she thinks sarcastically.

𝒓 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒍 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒚𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒈𝒐𝒘𝒏. 𝑯𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒅𝒈𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒘𝒐 𝒇𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝒊𝒕, 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒍𝒆𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑷𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒕(𝑴𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒕).

"We did not mean to. She fought us when we took her and the bruising is a result." There is a twitch in the Prince's lips, his nose crinkling for a moment. He looks back down at Eliana, his eyes running over her arms and legs. For some odd reason she becomes self-conscious of her dirty and battered appearance. She tugs on her pant legs to cover some of the scabs beginning to form on her calves. How embarrassing it is to be so disheveled and dirty in front of the third Prince of Climont. She is the only Princess of Drein, she should not show any vulnerability. "Could you not find a more bearable restraint?"

I didn’t realize I was doing this now. “And rule number 5: the most important rule of all. Do not touch his bed. He’s very particular about his bed, and if you were to disobey his order, I can’t promise you’ll continue on with both of your hands.” She said. What? His bed? How am I supposed to clean his entire chambers without touching his bed? The bed is the main piece, it draws quite a lot of attention.. how could he not want it cleaned and made? I nodded my head even though the rules were quite ridiculous. A wolf Princess. Captured and made the Lycan Kings slave.. Given rules like a child. I’m not a child! And he is most certainly not my King.

Madeleine panted. "Okay, let's just drag him all the way there and then we can work somehow on climbing him over the bed," "Agreed," The princess gave out a small nod before shifting to grab one arm instead, both females using all of their strength and grunting from the struggle before they finally managed to drag the BloodHound's unconscious form all the way to the bed. They then switched to their initial positions, the princess shifting to grab onto his ankles again whilst Madeleine put her hands under his shoulders.

As we pass the massive flat-screen TV, I watch her wrinkle her nose, and I almost smile at the cuteness of the action. Seemingly without intending to, she steps into one of the biggest rooms located at the center between the other four rooms. When she sees the overly massive bed in the center of the bedroom, she arches a brow. “Who makes such a large bed and who is going to sleep on it?” “This is your room, Snugbug, and that is your bed,” I explain with a smirk. “It's big enough for all of us, so we don’t have to fight to the death for who gets you each night.”

Shawn just walked in their bedroom when he saw Pru panting heavily on the bed while having a satisfied look on her face. “Tada! Done! Quite clever, yeah?” said Pru with a joyous and proud tone. “What is?” While walking towards the bed suppressing a laugh. Avoiding all the pillows and blankets scattered on the floor. “This!” Pru pointed the long hotdog pillow she sewed on the middle of the emperor mattress. “I may have underestimated the height of the bed. The pillow is a tad short. But it’ll do, it covered most of the bed.”

Thinking of the King fighting for his life snapped him back to the present and his mission. He returned to the hall and opened the next door along, it is the princess’s rooms. She had a private dressing room that lead into her bedroom, walk in closet and bathroom. Jay sensed they were empty even before he did a quick search. The last door was a guest bedroom with sitting room and bathroom, smaller than the other but still nice and all empty.