Princess Fiona After Sunset Crossword の小説・ストーリー

And now, it seemed, the prize was more than just the throne—it was Seraphina herself. They all sat at the table in silence, the air thick with unspoken words. Seraphina refused to look at Luca, her eyes deliberately avoiding his, as if she could will the memories of the past away. She had made her decision last night, and she wasn’t going to let him, or anyone, distract her from her goal. Theo broke the silence first. His voice was smooth, calculated, a stark contrast to the tension that gripped the room. “So,” he began, his gaze flicking between Luca and Nova, “are you two dating now?”

a voice teased. Fiona turned, her gaze landing on a strikingly handsome man with tousled curls and sharp features. He held a champagne glass and grinned at her like she was the most fascinating thing he’d seen all night. She frowned. “Sir, do you need assistance?” The man’s eyes sparkled with mischief as he gestured towards the window she had just climbed out of. “You look like a princess escaping from a fairy tale.” Fiona blinked, momentarily at a loss. She was dressed to perfection—her hair styled in loose waves, her makeup highlighting her natural beauty. Against the backdrop of the moonlit sea, she looked ethereal.

Juliana's smile widened, a glint of victory in her eyes. The next day, as Chester and Seth kept Juliana company, a shrill ringtone sliced through the air. Chester's heart clenched without warning. The moment the call connected, a mafia goon's voice, laced with panic, blurted out, "Mr. Kane, we've got a huge problem! At an old factory just outside town, they found a dead woman, her uterus missing, and she's got a birthmark on her arm just like Miss Tania's!"

The date was decided without ceremony. Liniluna was informed of it the way one might be informed of weather — relevant, but not determining. “Tomorrow evening,” Selvara said from the doorway. “The east garden near the border paths. Clara ensured it would be quiet.” Liniluna marked her place in the ledger before closing it. “Good,” she said. Her mother lingered, studying her. “You don’t seem troubled.” “I’m not.” “Nor eager.” Liniluna looked up then.

The girl said, not knowing what else to say. "So what's your name?" "Fiona," She answered. "You must be really happy. After all, you got the shark of the ocean while being just a mere pet," Clarke mused but Fiona could feel this weird chilling aura around her. Her vibes were completely different from her words and expressions. "Not happy about the shark but I'm surely happy to be the queen, princess Clarke," Fiona said smoothly. Her emerald hues shone with blazing fire.

Fiona said without looking up, She wiped sudden tears from her face. "Now who might you be?" Alek asked, cocking his head. Fiona finally looked up and saw that she was not talking to one of her men. She frowned and gathered herself from the floor. "I am alright, Darius," I answered him. "Thank you for asking." "I am Fiona," she extended her hand, batting her eyes seductively. "The Luna of this pack. I came to welcome you." "You are the Luna," Alek said, taking in her slutty appearance. "And you came to welcome us... by breaking through the window. "

She smelled of sun and grass, and I kissed her soft cheek. "Can I feed Fiona today?" she asked, her big eyes shining. "You can. But carefully, she still thinks she's the queen." "She is the queen," Rosa completed, arriving breathless but smiling. "Fiona is the queen of the chicken coop." "And you are the princesses of the ranch." They both laughed, and Rosa climbed onto my lap too, and I sat there with my two daughters, feeling their weight, their warmth, their life. "Where's Mommy?" Luna asked.

Natalia took a sip from her orange juice. "Mhn." The Queen continued. "I just wanted to announce something." "What is it, grandma? Is it something important?" Natalia raised her eyes at her grandmother. Head Chef Nico rhythmically clapped his hands again and other chefs came rolling in trolleys after trolleys of meals in their smart, white uniform. After changing the menu to dessert, they mechanically walked out. "You're leaving Astheria tomorrow at first light." Queen Fiona announced. Natalia choked on the fruit cake she was having. Lady Rosa and Chef Nico raised stunned brows while Elva was openly shocked!

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.

Fiona didn't back out from the stare. "I never asked for any of these." He muttered, in a low voice. His words were firm and unmoved. Williams left the room. Princess Fiona watched him and slowly returned to her distress-tears had race down her cheeks the minute he left. < > Rebecca had come downstairs the moment Zita had told about the Duke's departure. She ate breakfast peacefully, hoping it wouldn't be interrupted by her husband. After she was done, satisfied with what she had, Zita offered to show her round the house as well as the field close to the house.