Princess Dog Bed Novels & Stories

he says, turning back towards the exit. "What if someone comes here?" she asks. "This is Prince's room...No one comes here except the prince and girls" "Girls?" she purses her lips out. "What? he's a Prince," he says, lowering his head to the sides. She nods, scratching her head. James walks out and shuts the gate. "GIRLS COME HERE," she yells in her mind, jerking both hands. She walks towards the bed with maroon-colored bed sheets. Four bloated white square pillows are on the head end. The brown headboard slat has a beautiful engraving of two swans.

He nodded. "Daddy!" Princess Elisabet ran towards Prince Alexius who had a huge grin on his face as he knelt down with his arms wide open he scooped Princess Elisabet in his arms. "Princess." He said giving her multiple kisses on her brown hair. "Grandpa said you should come paint him and you can bring sniggles." He said softly. Sniggles was the Princess dog. The King distasted dogs but he allowed her to have one after Prince Alexius had explained that the castle gets lonely... he knows and talks from experience so having a pet would be great for Princess Elisabet. Amelia didn't seem interested in any decision making that involved her own daughter.

Said the Great Princess as she helped Laura up. Laura pretended to be surprised and moved, her voice trembling as she replied, "Is it really true, Princess? Could I be so honored? Of course, I would love to serve you. It's a great privilege for me." The Great Princess led Laura to her room. As Laura entered the room of the Great Prince and Princess, her eyes widened. How spacious this room was! The bed was covered in luxurious silk and velvet linens, and the room was adorned with beautifully carved furniture and a fireplace.

It was obvious it happened to be a talent of the princess. The bed wasn't modernized but it did look comfy with thick white and brown cases and the two huge cushions and throw pillows covered in floral-designed chestnut cases and beside it were bedside tables and beaded lampshades on the tables. It was a square, well-designed room. Her window has lush silk and heavy fabric with a rich, deep red and golden design color, draped by golden tassels and tiebacks. By her right where she stood was the dressing table and gold-framed mirror, then a door leading to what seemed to be another room...definitely the bathroom.

She slowly closed her eyes and, in the blink of an eye, fell fast asleep. In the same Crowne Mansion, a wheelchair glided into a bedroom drenched in every imaginable shade of pink. From the wallpaper to the decor, the room was a shrine to the color—clearly the domain of a child. Even the silk bedsheets lay in a careless, rosy tangle on the mattress. The maid wheeled Princess to the center of the room, bowed slightly, and moved toward the bed to tidy the mess. Princess watched her in silence for a moment before maneuvering herself toward a floor-length mirror. She stared at her reflection, her expression a mask of cold indifference.

Once the princess nodded, Yael immediately led them back into the castle. Inside one of the spacious and incredibly beautiful room inside the castle, Tiana finally laid down on the large and luxurious bed. It was still firm without being overly soft and seemed to be stuffed with some sort of soft materials. she did not know what type, but all she knew was that it felt heavenly as her back came into contact with it.

He was nothing to her just like she was nothing to him. She went on errands for the Princess occasionally here and there. Night time finally came. The twins were happy that they were finally going to return to that hellhole of a room. Even though it was dirty and not up to their standard, a place to rest their aching body was what they needed. "Come lay my bed while I go have my bath". Princess Sasha called from her room. Alice went inside and started laying the bed. She had never laid a bed before. Her whole life, she was being worked for, she never worked for another. Out if her ignorance, she didn't clear the bed of the sand on it.

I still needed to catch him off guard, demanding he speak to me. The prince’s room was bigger than any of the other rooms I had been in. There was a large bed neatly made. A couch with a flat-screen television on the wall adjacent to it. A room-like closet filled with clothes and shoes. The balcony overlooked the pool and the ocean. Yeah, his room was made for royalty, alright.

She was astonished and the couches, the rugs, the ginormous chandelier in the middle of the room and the black brick fireplace that was the centrepiece of the foyer. "Come, I'll take you to your room, you can stay here as long as you need." Rhae grasped Aynyra's hand again and guided her up to the second level and through the halls. Aynyra noticed the usual princess comment was left out, and she appreciated how unusually kind Rhae was being towards her. Taking her through what felt like a maze, Rhae stopped in front of a large dark wooden door. She took a key from her pocket and unlocked it, passing the key to Aynyra and signalling her to enter. The bedroom was grand as well, similar to her

“Nope ... I am just gonna ignore that, let's go look at those over there. I think those are the kind that can grow with the kid” “But it is so … boring. I mean it’s just a bed”. He reaches out to touch it, looking rather disappointed. “Zac, a bed is what she needs”. I look at him. “And this is very classic and versatile ... it will fit in nicely”. He looks around and his eyes light up again. “What about this one ... the purple ... that is fitting for a princess.. Hey we could name her princess ... or queen”. ‘Kick him, please kick him right now’. Zyka groans.