Princess Imprints A Traitor Novels & Stories

the prince joked as soon as he went out of the bathroom after checking it. "Stop talking nonsense Lyndon! We need to atleast do something to help. A traitor is walking around freely, probably hiding behind a generous smile. And it's really dangerous for all of us. Whoever this traitor is, he or she needs to be punished for what she did to the princess!" Diane explained while checking the pillows one by one. Prince Lyndon just shrugged his shoulders and tried to check on the floor. He continues to search until he noticed something sparkling underneath the princess's bed. He took it and was surprised to see that it was an amulet.

But in her mind, only a very beautiful princess would suit their handsome emperor. Aren't you also a princess? said a small voice inside her mind. She quickly shook her head to get rid of that little voice. Yes, she was a princess but that was before. And another thing, her face is not pleasant in the eyes of other people. The emperor might frightened when he saw her ugly appearance.

Xander had promised to keep her close to his heart when he confessed and to visit her whenever he could as he was always busy with his affairs as the crown prince of the nation. He had mustered up his courage to tell her that he was the prince, afraid that she would leave him because of their status. His anxiety being met with gentle chuckles as Diane embraced him, telling him that she already knew since the day she saw his silver hair. Xander, relieved from his troubled thoughts then felt a little silly. Of course she would have known... Silver hair was the symbol of royalty in the Kingdom of Enoch. Nonetheless, he wanted to be the one to tell her himself. And he did.

she screamed, launching a small astray that sat on the table beside the chair she was bound in towards the psychopathic lord; her eyes filled with fury. Darkous growled lightly, taking a deep breath to calm himself before speaking as the astray bounced off his chest and into the floor. He intended on pushing the young princess, seeing if she would open up to him; tell him something about her life at the palace. The psychopathic lord was curious about her, about how different she was from the rest of them; from her brothers. Whereas they loved the war and craved it like his brother, all the girl wanted was freedom; to help the people and the land rather than fight in a feud she saw no sense i

“Yeah, if you have time could you get someone to look into Nanny Elsbeth, there must be a connection between what she knew and the ship showing up for Mia. “Well actually, I hope you don’t mind but I have Shimel and Lacy on that, they wanted to help and we are a bit stretched. There are so many leads to chase up. I’m not sure if they will find anything but at least they should have found most of the vital documents to look through and that should save us time” “No that’s a really good idea, any news on the Kings recovery. “Jay I don’t think he has much time left. That’s my gut feeling. I could tell that his heart has an irregular beat.” “I wonder how his passing will affect everything, proba

“Know that we are going to Al Mahamid, from the moment you get into that car you are not Lauren Jauregui or a historian, you will be what I want you to be. – Warned the princess without containing the tone of pure authority in the situation. Lauren shrugged. — Paying your share, the rest is indifferent to me, just be careful what you make me do, I'll denounce you to the American government before I die. – Lauren wasn't so serious, her capabilities with Karila were limited, and the princess knew that because she smiled at the situation.

*ADRIAN** I let go of the fool I was holding and he fell to the floor in pain. I wonder how much strength the Princess put into punching this guy. Well, it's not like I'd want to find out. I turned around to follow the princess back when Arnold said, "You know she's just using you right? I don't know what she promised you, but she's not going to give it to you. Don't trust her." He slowly stood up, holding his stomach. I watched him walk away and disappear into the shadows.

--- My princess, I need energy, I don't know if you noticed but I'm a big and strong male, I need to eat a lot-- I say looking at her again, my gaze passes over her whole body, I know I must look like a pervert, but this woman drives me crazy She bites her lower lip, which makes my situation worse, my friend wants to be released Deep breath --- But it's just a little piece darling, I'd offer mine what you're doing, but he doesn't seem to care about it, I think he likes meat-- he says making a face, looks like someone didn't like the idea of her baby eating meat. She knows very well how to blackmail someone, she knows very well that I would rather give her all my bread and see her eat hers th

"I have half her soul, and she has half mine. Every tainted bit of me belongs to her. But I always ignored the signs. You see, I came into this game with a clear goal in mind. But her goodness, her warmth Her hand fit perfect in mine. Everything she did stole a piece of my heart She broke through the iron cage Releasing emotions I never knew I had even from the start. Because, I failed to realize it, but even then The game lied in the hands of the princess I was the traitor in her den. The princess didn't belong to me But my soul belongs to her And in the end, after all is done The conclusion is that the princess has won!"

“What now? Can’t you see, I am a bit preoccupied. He said, opening the door, a little bit larger for Dan to see Ambrosia sitting down, on the chair holding the scroll. It could see that it contained, the seal, of the royal prince and he knew that it was no ordinary scroll. He scowled at this, he had always hated Ambrosia since their days of slavery, and she didn’t exactly light a bulb for him either. Dan knew that Ambrosia was a scheming woman, who had the prince wrapped around her finger, and she is nothing of what she said, she was. She was a liar, a thief, and a cheat. She should be thrown, back, into the pits of the dungeons. She wasn’t even full Northern Isles blood, he wasn’t even sure