Princess Fiona Crown Novels & Stories

"I bestow upon you this Queen's Crown, affirming your honor. You are the chosen future queen, destined to wed the prince." Elder William lifted the crown from the tray, an exquisite masterpiece crafted from the purest silver, adorned with the whitest gemstones, and embellished with radiant diamonds and moonstones. At its pinnacle, a moonlit blue sapphire shimmered, encircled by twelve dazzling diamond stars. Silver laurel leaves elegantly entwined the crown's base, reminiscent of waves cradling luminous stars. Such a crown surpasses our mortal craftsmanship; only the Moon Goddess could conceive such celestial beauty.

Without realizing it, her fingers played with the end of the emerald bracelet as she stared blankly toward the window. Tok. Her chamber door slowly opened. Roxanne immediately lifted her gaze and saw Rion standing there, still dressed in the formal attire of the Crown Prince that he had not yet changed out of. His golden hair looked slightly messy, as though he had come in a hurry. Roxanne instantly rose from her seat and bowed out of reflex. Even though Rion was younger than her, he was still the Crown Prince of the empire now. Rion immediately frowned at her formal behavior.

I searched behind and around her but there was no Isla so I settled my gaze back on the Lord Luna. She was dressed in a Trumpet gown with beautiful appliqués all around its dazzling length. She was really majestic and beside her was Kayla who matched the elegance with an equally stylish dress. And I had to wonder, if they both looked this stunning, how would Isla appear? The Lord Luna smiled and waved the crowd to silence and then she began her speech. “Good day, Reignile citizens. As you all know, we are gathered here today for the Princess' Coronation event. So please join me as I welcome…”

"The prettiest princess ever!" Just then, a deep chuckle interrupted them. Both turned their heads to see Valerian standing at the front steps of the estate with arms crossed and an amused smirk playing on his lips. "What's this?" he drawled, walking toward them. "A coronation?" Alexei grinned and puffed out his chest. "I made Noelle a flower crown! She's the princess now." Valerian crouched down beside them. His eyes gleamed softly as he glanced at Noelle. "A princess, huh?" He reached out, adjusting the crooked crown on her head. "Fitting."

Beside us, Bella clapped her hands in delight, her expression one of untouchable arrogance. "Kill her, Lorenzo! Chop off her hands and feed them to the dogs! A pathetic, low-born woman like her could die ten thousand times and it still wouldn't atone for my son's life!" Bella even spat on me, acting as if she were already the Sovereign of the city. Lorenzo raised his right hand high, another heavy blow ready to fall. Just then, the rhythmic thud of heavy, synchronized footsteps echoed from the end of the hall. Each strike of expensive leather against the floor carried enough raw pressure to turn the air to lead.

he announced, stepping inside. He was dressed formally too, though he looked like he’d fought the outfit for control and lost. Crown Prince attire sat on him like a challenge instead of a burden. “You’re early,” Chase replied. Finn shrugged. “Someone has to make sure this doesn’t turn into a diplomatic incident.” I raised an eyebrow. “You expect one?” “With this many wolves in one place?” Finn said. “Statistically? Yes.” Behind him, Fia entered the room. She moved differently today, not stiff, not tense, but precise. Her ceremonial dress was simple by design, clean lines, no excess decoration. She carried herself like she was already on duty.

The King stood up. "Goodevening everyone.. thank you for honouring our invitation to the debutante ball of the year,our maidens are looking exceptionally beautiful and lovely today ..we would also love to introduce our crown princess....Miranda De Costa"The king raised his cup. " I hope you all enjoy tonight and find your soulmates just as our son..The Crown Prince Nelson Don Fisco has found his match"The Queen stood up smiling at them. The King and the Queen stepped out to dance.

Fuschia’s warm smile shutting their mouths tightly. It was no secret that Her Majesty the Queen didn't like Fuschia because she came from a political rival family. Even when Hayden and Fuschia got engaged, she still arranged a meeting between Hayden and her niece, Eden Callilarie. With the hope that Hayden like Eden instead and throw Fuschia away. But Hayden still chooses Fuschia every time it happens. And thanks to the support of the King himself, Fuschia was chosen to be the Crown Princess. At that time, Fuschia believes that Hayden loves her so much. Not knowing that all of it was an evil plot.

We watched as the Head of the Council walked to her other side and bowed slightly. “As the Head of the Council of Thirteen I have heard the proclamation of our King, we recognize Princess Catherine as our next ruler!” I couldn’t help but let my eyes land on the Prince again, his face was red, and I could see anger in his eyes, but he remained silent. The Head of the Council then pulled out a diamond tiara and smiled as he placed it on her head. “Holy shit.” Jake whispered beside me. “This is really happening.” “The Prince is pissed.” Violet agreed. “Looks like he wasn’t told.”

Liam said, earning a growl from Maximus, “The thing is that the hunters didn’t know that the so-called crown was given away to someone.” Liam stared at me with a smirk. “Think Nikolas, think what do you have that belongs truly to Gaels?” Liam said. I couldn’t think of anything. He mentioned a crown, though. Gasping as realization hit me, I lift my head and lock eyes with Liam. “You got to be fucking serious,” I said, cursing. Standing up abruptly, I curse and pace the room. There was no fucking way, but how come? The crown Liam mentioned was the one I had, the one my father gave me.