Princess In Adversity Novels & Stories

I smiled as well. "do you know Princess Dahlia?" I asked. I've been hearing that name since earlier, I'm curious about her. "she's one scary Princess. I don't like her" she pouted. "why? she's a Princess after all, you should like a Princess like you" I answered. "she's so mean. She's selfish, she's a brat, she's noisy and she's very annoying" she fussed. I laughed. "do you hate her that much?" I asked.

I took the letter in my hands and continued reading. "I met people who lived with the princess in the temples when she was still doing charity work, and they told me about unusual situations, to say the least. The princess was constantly humiliated by everyone and forced into menial labor. I also met a doctor who runs a hospital in the favelas, he has great skills and told me about his very capable apprentice called Camellia." I recalled the day the princess proposed marriage to me, she was coming from the favelas at the time. "The doctor told me that the poor young woman was constantly mistreated by her relatives, as she always turned up with a new injury every time she went to the hospital

"Nevermind. All I was trying to say is, you don't have to be afraid, Ahankara. I promise. As long as I am alive, no one can harm you." "I'm not afraid," Ahankara replied, blinking up at him. "Look, just because I freaked out in that moment, does not mean I'm some fragile little girl who will have trouble getting over a small incident like that. I'm a Princess, Yashvir. The Princess of Adibar. The future Queen of Kalang. I don't need you to sit and comfort me all night after a small incident like this. You can calm down. And to be honest, I think you overreacted."

"I don't know where you're getting at but, since the great Zachary Anderson has resulted to desperation, this should be interesting. Go on." "Very well..." I'm stirring the glass with liquor. "Once upon a time, there was a lost princess, a successor to a grand kingdom. She was arranged to be in a kingdom far away. Innocent as she is, she didn't know anyone. She is shy and never really stood out. Despite all, she's very smart and not to mention rich..."

For a long moment, Eden can hear absolutely nothing but the sound of her stuttering heartbeat and her highness’ breathing heavily, head bowed down. The Princess was still a child that was a good, few years away from being considered a young woman and despite what everyone says about her, she is beautiful, has always been beautiful but at the same time, she looks absolutely terrible right now. Her skin has a grayish, sickly tint that wasn’t there before, lips chapped and colorless, eyes blown wide, haunted, and looking almost unseeing as she continued to silently heave large mouthfuls of air, as if she was choking, as if she was drowning. And Eden… she was afraid, she was so afraid of what co

“I think it’s admirable. The other Princesses of the other kingdoms are very compliant. They do as they’re told without question. Arsenal isn’t known for it’s compliancy, as you know. I don’t find that kind of thing attractive.” My heart skipped a beat. “The other Royals know their place. I’m defiant.” “You’re not defiant, you’re human. You have thoughts and emotions. The difference between you and the other Royals is you actually express them. I don’t want to be with someone who submits to me because it’s their duty.” I smiled, for the first time realizing Sadeon hadn’t changed that much since we were kids. “I remember you saying something like that when we were young.”

Adrienne didn't break eye contact with the stranger, something hot and defiant burning in her chest. "And you tall ugly thing…whoever you are…can tell your prince that he'd better fight this betrothal nonsense. Tell him he'd better not show his ugly face to me, because I'll use his blood to paint my room." She turned on her heel and stalked away, her spine rigid, every line of her body screaming defiance. "Did she just call me ugly?" Orion stood rooted to the spot, watching the princess disappear into the chaos of her troops, and tried to process what had just happened.

She is testing her, the truth she wonders why, she has nothing compared to the Princess, in fact she is like no more than a commoner at this palace, even the senior palace maids who are of noble status and more to be envied. “Are you playing dumb right now with me?” “I dare not, my princess.” “Ha! Enough just go away for now, it is vexing!” There the princess starts her mood swing again. “Princess, what about the walk? You are all holed up in this room, your mood will be lighter once you see the garden.” Barrett gave her most sincere smile. The fourteenth princess lost her mother and father, only the Queen whose maternal grandmother gave her the love and affection that a child needs. In the

"That is a relief. You can take a break now and continue tomorrow." "Thank you, Your Majesty", she said and left. "Mother", Princess Leah called running towards The Queen. "My Princess. Do you understand all what you were taught?" "Yes, Mother. I learnt a lot about the Kingdom and the duties of a Princess." "That is good. Leah?" "Yes, mother." "How old are you now?" "I'm Eight years old, mother." "That's good. You know I always want you to be happy. No matter what it is that brings you happiness, I'll always get it for you even if I have to risk my life. Do you know why?"

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.