Princess Mary Tudor Novels & Stories

It almost made me pity him but knowing about this, my heart hardened. "I continue to rule, waiting for him to come back but then one night, I received a devastating news that made me howl in anger and guilt." He pulled a tattered newspaper beside him and handed it to me. Prince Jacob III found! After ten years of looking for the prince, there's a witness telling us that CINCO MARIA, the ship of the next heir to the throne, was found wrecked not far from the main port of Wales. Unfortunately, the prince and his wife, Joanna Rosabelle Jacques, were found dead on the wrecked ship. Though their children, named Lucas James Hansel and Mikaela Jane Hansel is assumed to have survived...

I had no patience. “I am Krysta Bronzetail, matron of the house.” She didn’t shudder once. “And who might you be? Guards!!!” She called out. “I am Princess Elentari Tirisil, future Goddess of the Night, sister in law to Eliza Bronzetail, the first daughter of House Bronzetail.” I spoke slowly and clearly. “So tell me, how are you the matron of House Bronzetail when you look as if you are only two or three years older than Eliza?”

the second princess appears in the second-floor room of the base. "I hope you're not late to pick up the bouquet," Mary wipes her eyes and rises from the ground. "Well… Still in time to pick up a souvenir," Lorraine blinks and Mary agrees with a small smile. Today is the wedding day of the first princess Angèle Benoit. The witches' country is a place bathed in sunshine, so it is not healthy for Margaret, but she will only congratulate the bride. So a few minutes of weakness is nothing.

My eyes darted to his face, and I swallowed. With an eyebrow raised in annoyance, Bart said, "Your Majesty, allow me to introduce Lady Zoey from the House of Arden." Queen Mary looked me over for several moments as King Henry and Duke Arden continued a silent conversation, locked in a competitive glare as though to stare each other to death. "I suppose she must do, being that you have no legitimate daughter, born and bred as noble," Queen Mary said at last.

“I guess the Queen didn’t bother to tell you that was the reason she never found her mate.” “But the King is her mate.” “No another royal flaw.” she giggled. “You see most royal women are auctioned off to the house, you either become Queen or a Princess.” “But I thought my baby is his, so he's my mate!” I growled wanting to grab at her but I couldn’t move. “And the claws I had claws.” “No that was all smoke and mirrors, you see Marcus knows a lot about the area, so it was easy to make things seem like it happened but you’ve been fooled.”

Thank God I didn't say the first that came to mind as soon as I opened the door or else I would have ended up calling the Queen “a daft idiot who doesn't get the point once because his ego is too bruised by a woman punching him. " I just swallowed and held the door wide open for her. “My Queen." Though my head was bowed, I could feel her death glare drilling holes into my head. “Mother." The Princess called her attention away from me and she walked into the room. Without wasting any more time, I walked out of the room and closed the door. At first, the room was silent and I was so happy I wasn't the Princess at that moment. However, I wasn't surprised because the tension between the princess

We finished dinner and the plates were cleared. "Your Majesty,why don't allow the ladies introduce themselves?" Mother winked at me and I nodded. The lady by my right stood up and introduce herself "Lady Agatha Danbury, daughter of Prime Minister Danbury" I glanced at her for the first time,she's a beauty to be sincere but her smile seems fake. She must be cunning as her father,she must pleased I was staring at her as she met my gaze. She is quite confident,she must have believed she will become the queen anyways.

The woman continued, "The disappearance of the first son, Bjorn Evreux, cast a shadow of mystery over the kingdom. It was as if he vanished into thin air, leaving behind a sea of unanswered questions. The people were left baffled, and his absence only added to the air of uncertainty and unease that hung over the kingdom." Lucas furrowed his brow, pondering the significance of this new piece of information. He couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to his mother's disappearance than what he already knew. It felt like the missing first son somehow held the key to unlocking the truth behind the mysteries. "Empress Regina Brosethorn Evreux, on the other hand, was a woman of strong charac

Mary Redferne Judith, my best friend, sat beside me on the couch, with my mother and sister opposite us, as we were presented with a selection of wedding dresses, each one simpler than the last. It was evident these dresses were deliberately chosen, designed to ensure I didn't outshine my sister Clara on her wedding day. Mr. McKinnon had made it clear that his son’s wedding needed to be the talk of the season. Clara expressed her disappointment directly, saying, "Mary, these dresses are so plain. I thought your wedding dress would be more... special. This is something you wouldn’t even wear."

“You’ve met the princess, Grayson. What more do you want?” “I saw her once through a carriage window when they came for Dupont’s funeral, Mother. That does not count as a meeting.” I had been kept away from the visitors during the funeral proceedings. My mother hushed me. “This is the only way we could keep to the terms of the treaty now that Dupont is… no longer with us. I can’t help that your meeting with the Princess didn’t meet your standards. Ever since King Marcus went missing, Queen Sarah has been leery of travel and visitors. We should be honored they came to the funeral at all. She didn’t allow Duke Arthur and his family to come.”