Princess Is Glamorous In Modern Day Novels & Stories

The historian walked towards her, looking relieved, even though she was completely shaken by Karila's inquiry as she guided her with her gaze from the steps to her table, the princess did not rise to formally greet her, it was not her custom, not it was on its label, his eyes roamed over Lauren's blazer, taking in the thick material blouse underneath, the high collar, her broad shoulders, her hair falling over her silky shoulders, her lips rosy with lipstick, her green eyes lined with eyeliner. She was extremely elegant and beautiful. The single gold button of the Versace blazer closed, giving it a more formal look. Her eyes went to the chair opposite Karila's, the princess watched her sit d

eyes flattened into a thin, playful curve and an overly stretched smile that pushes her cheeks side by side -- this Princess really is different from the ones being told, in that she has no sense of elegance at all. Dressed in a common wear of cheap muted colored fabric, with a satchel hanging across her body, and the upper half of her long, straight, brown hair being tied in a low ribbon, she totally look like a normal civilian, a perfect guise as she calls it. Nevertheless, being completely able to stroll around without being noticed is probably because majority of the people in this town has never seen the face of their Princess at all. Almost a decade had passed since the death of his fa

she said and put down the comb “it is obvious am trying to win against her?” she asked again checking herself thoroughly in the mirror she has spent a lot of money to get herself to be this beautiful so to have a chance also, the sixth princess will be getting married tomorrow and the King will finally be able to see her and her capacity so she has to do well in order to get favor from the King “Is Zoey better than me?” she asked her maid again who smiled and gave an outright ‘no’

She sneezed. Her eyes still closed, she followed the smells until the ground beneath her felt different. It crunched like wet sand and she felt herself sink into it. “Open your eyes, Ilyria,” said the Princess, her voice the velvet and husky tones of a young woman. Sure enough, when Ilyria opened her eyes, the Princess stood before her, smiling. There was no trace of the ill old woman Ilyria had seen lying prone in her chambers. Or the corpse-like Princess laid out on the cold slab in Izben. Now the Princess wore yellow cloud silks that wove around her lithe body. Her black as obsidian hair her hung down her back, her skin smooth and golden. Her eyes were still milky with the opalescence of

I Princess Asalea who is currently living in the world of mortals, disguising as a lowly saleslady in a small boutique, heard the news from two customers, whom she smelled as vampires. They are from the Kingdom of Glodeous. “Gosh, the new King of Glodeous is looking for a wife. Have you seen him already? He is so gorgeous! I will come to his palace and will offer myself to him to be his wife,” the taller girl said while giggling.

she replied pleasantly. "Oh, I know you would like it. I'm feeling quite parched so let's get a drink nearby. Don't worry, I know just the place for that," the princess said, dragging her away once more. They stopped in front of a building with a signboard that read Gelta Salon. Opening the door, she was presented with the largest gathering of noblewomen that was not a tea party. It resembled a restaurant but it was also vastly different from that because although the tables were filled with snacks, the ladies were more focused on other things.

Presently Princess Bellona, daughter and only Descendants of Moon Goddess. She walks down the aisle; she is wearing a black gown with a high slit, exposing her freshly shaved leg and her smooth skin. The up part of her gown is off shoulders, the black gown flows beside her in heavy waves. Her white hair is straightened and is falling down her waist silky, her makeup is done to perfection. The eyeshadow highlights her purple eyes, her lips coated in red lipstick. She looks strong and powerful, her back straightened, her shoulders high and her head straight and forward.

He asked, emphasising more on the third option. Sia's eyes widened at the last one, and she rushed out her reply. "No, Your Highness, I want to find a woman. She is called Princess Diana of Moonshine." Instantly, the Prince's eyes glowed, turning murderous. Sia could almost see sparks of electricity in his eyes. His voice came out cold and blank. "What do you want with her?"

Do I want to be angry because I didn’t get any sleep? I feel pretty good about how things are going to be today. I couldn’t wait to finally show people that I am going to listen to what they have to say and I am hoping they don’t get hostile because I don’t give them what they want right away. Taking the crown was something I thought I would never be, but here I am a Queen. When I was a little girl I used to play a Princess, I thought it was because of all the cute movies they made for his being Princesses, but now I am wondering if I knew I was supposed to be one.

I don’t want to be the bearer of bad news now that we already just reconciled! She led me towards the sofa of her office. By the way, her office was just simple. Compared to my office in the United States of America, her office was just so simple. My expectations would be so gigantic and grand. Because she is the first Royal Princess. She was the next in line with the Royal King. Basically, she is the next queen so she deserved a huge space for her workplace. But moreover, I think I already know the reason behind this. Princess Catalina was never too grand when it came to her things. She would rather choose the plain and simple rather than the most grand thing that she could ever have. Betwe