Princess Imprints A Traitor Novels & Stories

Unlike the three-panel format I’d seen before, this one told a sweeping story maybe ten, twelve scenes etched into one continuous timber. I stepped closer, and Ron appeared beside me once again. “Ah, the missing princess,” he said with a nod. “Most folks miss that one. This beam tells the tale of The Order’s only failure.” I blinked, intrigued. “The Order failed?” He smiled, eyes gleaming. “Oh yes. It begins with Duke Lockwood the ruler of this land long ago. He had a daughter, Lilliana. Said to be the most beautiful woman in all the provinces. But her father was… protective, some say obsessive. He kept her hidden away in a tower, allowing visits only from her tutor and himself.”

Above the counter, a small, static-filled television was playing the news. I froze. On the screen was a photo of me. It was my official military portrait, stern and regal, and I was wearing the general’s uniform. And I was Next to it was a mugshot of Ashren. It looked like it had been taken from his ID card when we entered the capital. He looked defiant, angry. The headline scrolled across the bottom in bold red letters: WANTED FOR HIGH TREASON: THE TRAITOR PRINCESS AND THE ROGUE ALPHA.

But when my family was cursed, all of that was taken away and we were left guessing. It was a sick prank. That’s what this war between Violette’s family and mine used to be. Then her Father took it way too far. The mate bond will only reveal itself after I’ve mated my partner and marked her to seal the bond. If the mark disappears, she’s not my mate and I’m cursed to keep searching. I’ve just never found anyone who seems remotely interesting enough to try. “My King.. may I ask for this dance?” Princess Amelia walked up to me confidently. She is quite beautiful.. she’s tall with an olive skin tone and dark brown hair. Her bright blue eyes studied me as I sat on my throne.

The only thing he did was he hurt the princess, the prince was going through all this because of him,the prince was maltreated because of him the princess was hurt badly, despite all that the princess doesn't leave him, she still wanted him to be his mate. I knew the princess doesn't not want to marry another person than her mate, she wanted to marry her real mate, but her real mate had another lady who was not his mate, how could she leave him when she had search all over to find her mate but she found him, and he rejected her the first day they met. Remembering how happy that day was, I couldn't do anything for her. I could only look at the sadness in her eyes as she was rejected but she d

I leaned back and took a deep breath, considering my previous interactions with Princess Camellia, the rejected princess of Arventia. At the party for the prince and in our conversation that night in the gardens of the princess's palace, she had seemed calm and intelligent. But, her sudden marriage proposal made me question her ability to make decisions, not to mention her foresight in calling for a war that didn't even exist. I couldn't fully trust her because she was the daughter of the Emperor, the one who dismantled the empire my grandfather built.

I almost tried to follow her when another conversation broke out, making me halt and stay to listen. “Duchess Fiona’s niece, you said?” Another woman, who sat in front of me, asked her companion, “You mean Princess Erhys Bescheil, the late Crown prince’s only daughter?” Wait, what? “I heard the Prince was a traitor. He was the one who started the revolt thirteen years ago, freeing those treacherous dragons.” “Because of her father's deceitful act, the crown prince’s castle--- the Beischel residence, was looted and almost everyone related to him was executed. They also decreased the number of maids serving that residence to one. I pity that one soul.”

I felt like my own soul wanted me to be aware of something that happened before, perhaps I should think of it as a warning, so that I wouldn't trust people easily, or I would be betrayed just like Immara was? I didn't know what happened, but it was obvious that Immara would never kill people, and if there were people from Sunakampo that were murdered, she was clearly framed. Another thing that was bothering me… who was that damn so-called “Princess” that was announced as Duke's legit fiancé?! I wished there was some way I could find out more about it…

Queen Lourine Chatrine was surprised when suddenly Prince Xander Reenan came to her. "My son, what's wrong? Why do you look panicked like that?" Queen Lourine Chatrine asked while holding her son's hand. "Mother, I had a dream and the dream seemed real," replied Prince Xander. Queen Lourine Chatrine frowned. "Sit down dear, and tell me your dream," said Queen Lourine chatrine. Prince Xander Reenan immediately sat down and began to tell his dream. "I dreamed that I met Tristan. He was holding Alleta Wolfrentie's daughter. They were both wearing white clothes. He handed the princess to me and told me that day he had gone aimlessly. He was only thinking about how to get the princess to wake up

“Exiles own the water, ma’am. Whatever your brother or the Captain told you was a lie. They have no idea what they’ll be facing. Exiles have granted us passage from time to time, but this ship is carrying two Royals. I doubt they’ll look the other way now.” “My brother has sailed these seas for years.” “He’s a Prince. You’re a Princess. Do you know what a pirate would do to get his hands on you? They’d defy every law in the book to capture a gem like that.” I felt queasy. “My sister has sailed this very journey. I think we are fine; all due respect.” He smiled and I realized why they called him Fang. His canines looked like they’d been filed into actually fangs. “Your sister is not you, Prin

his order thundered in Rhae’s ears. The Princess? Rhae’s head became full of questions. Though she hadn’t known the woman for long, she had grown attached, even though she was a princess. Rhae flicked the knife from her palm upwards towards her attacker. The blade dug into the man’s shoulder, making him loosen his grip with a grunt. Rhae slid out of his hold and stood up, dipping away from reaching hands. She jumped, spreading her legs, kicking down both the men around the Princess. The men staggered, grabbing their necks in pain. Rhae grabbed the Princess’ sword off the floor and tucked the handle into her palm. Rhae grabbed her shoulder and sprinted out of the alley dragging the Princess b