Princess House Pots Novels & Stories

Rose and Princess got to the side of the house and she was wowed. The whole area From the side she could see to the back was filled with trees of all kinds. Mango trees, oranges trees, pawpaw, avocado trees, and some she couldn't name. They walked further and, there was a wide swimming pool. The water looked so neat that one would have the urge to win in it. "Wow!" Rose breathed out. "Let's go, mom. The house for the dogs is this way." Princess said and led Rose in another direction away from the pool. They walked among the trees and got to an open space where a small building was.

Handing over the container to HenYu I examine the other items placed on the wooden rack. "Whoa," he pulls me to his side "Look at these KeKe," he giggles like a kid, behaving like we are here for him. My eyes glints in awe looking at the carved hairpins, selecting the three most appealing ones I try to choose one. HenYu and I keep on examining each one of the three to choose the best one. "Which one is good?," I ask him my eyes admiring the neat cutwork. I haven't bought her any hairpins so I think this will make her happy, it's really worth to bring him along.

- fabric behind her. My eyes scanned the tent's interior. The flooring was made of weaved straw mat that spread around the circumference of the tent. A small coffee table was placed in the center with two purple cushions that I am guessing will serve as a seat. decorating the outer part of the circle are a bunch of jewelry and gems of different colors and varieties. I could also see a few clay pots and treasure chests. Sophie cleared her throat as she looked at me and smiled. "Please do not be afraid, Princess Rose." She said and gestured towards one of the cushions. "Please have a seat."

The chief priest brought the royals back to the matter at hand in a rude manner but they were used to his character by now. “The maiden that was just brought in, where is she?” asked Mapula as she could not make out where she was from all the shadows. “She is right here my princess.” Answered the queen. “Maiden, the clay pot, which room do you have it in?” asked Mapula shocking the royals. “I have no idea what you are talking about.” Answered Boitumelo her eyes fixed on the floor.

“If Bunny lost his eyebrows again, we are not calling that an emergency.” “Not Bunny.” Sebastian looked at the tablet in her hand. “What?” Poppy immediately turned on the screen and nearly pressed the thing into her father’s face. “This.” Sebastian pulled the tablet back a few inches to preserve his retinas. I looked at the screen from where I was standing. Princess castle. And not just any princess castle either. The thing was dusty pink, white, and gold, with four floors, tiny towers, a plastic elevator, a ballroom, a stable, lights that actually worked, and enough accessories to make one adult lose faith in capitalism.

*age 4* “But mom why can’t I marry Krissy?” Siana asked with a pout on her face as she tugged on the corner of her mother’s dress. Siana wore a pink dress which looked good with her light brown hair and the tiny pink shoes she was wearing. “Cause she’s a girl Siana, you’re supposed to marry a guy.” Her mother patted her head lightly. Siana looked up at her and there she was. That pretty woman she admired the most as a child. Her birth mother; The Queen. The brown hair was fixed so perfectly into a bun, complementing her light complexion. She had a lavender dress on which went down her knees and it announced that she was royalty.

The First Prince motioned for a male servant to come to him. “Go and inquire what my sisters have acquired from their betrothed.” The First Prince said, and the male servant rushed to their table. And by the look from the First Prince’s view, he asked and was told what it was and was given to him the items as well. His youngest sister then smiled at him, and he returned it. The male servant returned and placed the bottles on the prince’s table, “Your Majesty the Second Princess states that these are spices to bring flavors to the meal. All you have to do is sprinkle a little over the foods.” The male servant said with a bowed head.

The shriveled prune glared at me. “You can’t just make demands here. No matter how much money you offer, it’s still up to me to sell her. I have the key and the contract and I’m keeping her. She’s too valuable to let go.” I now knew why she was valuable. She was the Princess of the magical world.

I march downstairs and into the living room where Enrique is sitting with Marco while my dad’s in his study and my moms probably smoking a cigarette somewhere. “Fine I’ll work for you. However you’re not gonna make me do stupid chores like get lunch, coffee or do your laundry.” He looks at me confused. “ Princess I would never make you do those things. I’ll treat you like the perfect princess you are. No stupid chores.” “Really?” I ask completely taken aback. “ Of course my princess deserves nothing but the best.” He walks closer to be and I back up until he has me pinned against the wall. I look over to Marco for help but he’s too busy on his phone to care about anything.

Three golden knobs embellish the three little drawers, and under the table sits a cushion-topped stool that matches the bench at the end of the bed. On top of the dressing table is a tray, boasting some very expensive looking bottles, made of frosted glass. They're marked with white and gold labels that I dare not take the time to read at the moment. There's so much more to this room to explore. The tray also holds little glass dishes filled with cotton swabs and puffs. Stunning doesn't begin to describe the decor of this room, seemingly designed for a royal. Certainly, a princess must live here. Perhaps it belongs to Master's mother. Or maybe he has a wife... I don't know what family relati