Princess Mary Tudor Novels & Stories

she said in a firm voice and i was beginning to get a hint of all she's been talking about “Who are you?” I managed to ask and she raised her brows as if asking if i haven't been listening to her all these while and she sighed. “I’m Marta or maybe Princess Marta, since I am married to Prince Charles, Prince Richard's younger brother.” she explained and my mouth formed an ‘O’, “ I prefer being called his mate.” she added, wearing a thoughtful look before shaking her head and bringing her attention back to me. “I’ve only spoken with Richard once even though I see him in my…” I paused. I couldn't tell, I didn't trust her well enough to tell her any of these.

Queen Isolde was the first to break it, her regal composure cracking slightly. "Spoons?" she exclaimed, her voice incredulous. "Iron spoons? My King, surely this man's recording device is faulty! Our daughter, the heir to the vast wealth of Equedore, wouldn't risk her reputation, our family's honor, for a couple of common eating utensils!"

Her mother’s memory had always been sacred, untainted by doubt or suspicion. Mary chuckled, a smug grin playing on her lips. She relished the moment, knowing that her next words would shake Scarlet to her core. “She had a child before she married Martin,” she revealed, her voice carrying an air of malevolence. “She had an older daughter with someone else. And that older daughter is someone you know.” Scarlet’s eyes widened in shock, her mind reeling to process the revelation that hung heavy in the air. She stared at Mary, her voice barely a whisper, as she asked, “Who are you talking about? What nonsense is this?”

asked. "Yes," replied Ronald. "Until then he shall undergo investigation. There is something else about the royal family that needs attention," he said looking towards the crowd gathered in front of him and everyone nodded. "When the incursion of vampires was at the end, we found a newborn girl underneath a tree in the basket. There was no clue of family around her, so we took her in as my daughter. The Princess of Elamite empire, Arianna Merlin Elamite." After a long pause, the alpha of "grey moonstone pack" broke the silence, "We are not against your wish, alpha. But what if that girl brings complications in the near future."

He was a dazzling handsome man, and his personality also seeped into his architecture. But that was not the impressive thing about the Duke. Next to his portrait was a regal Scottish woman in her elaborate purple gown. Florence was always enticed by her saucy pose and glance. It was Lady Rosemary, Richard's wife. He married the heiress, who was the real chieftain of the house. She was a favorite granddaughter of one special woman—Sophia of Hanover. It might not sound much at first, but Florence's father used to tell her that one couldn't become the British monarch unless one was legitimately descended from Sophia. That was the law of the realms.

“If you know the name of the lady, this coins will be yours, and you will be richer tonight by Two hundred golden coins.” The woman eyes rounded at the coins before she looked at Flynn. “Her name is Lady Arianna, she broke Prince Jared Heart and then left him to Marry an old noble, I do not know if the noble is dead yet but that was what was discussed and that is the only information I have.” The woman ended and Flynn smiled as he pushed the coin towards her.

𝒓 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒍 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒚𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒈𝒐𝒘𝒏. 𝑯𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒅𝒈𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒘𝒐 𝒇𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝒊𝒕, 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒍𝒆𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑷𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒕(𝑴𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒕).

She sigh and looked away noticing they were other girls from the other mansion who were seated apart from them, chattering among themselves while the entertainment was going on. " Hey" Maria whispered nudging at her. "What?"she asked looking at Maria. "Over there"Maria said nodding her head toward an exceptionally pretty lady who was seated a step away from the King's throne acting like a proclaim doll while maids stood close to her answering to every of her call as one fan her. "That lady Elizabeth daughter of the highcourt lady Kaylan Deavon" she said. " I thought she was part of the participant?"Rosy asked " Yes she is" Maria replied.

This isn’t a cave dweller…He’s far too pretty. "You were naked..." I whisper, mortified. "This is my home,” he responds. There isn’t malice, like I would have expected from my intrusion. Instead, he’s rather stoic, unintimidated by my presence…If I had half his stature, I too wouldn’t find me to be much of a threat. And then it hits me. "Pureblood?" My voice quivers, as my eyes trace over him. I don’t dare say Immortal Prince. There’s no confirmation of who he is, but he owns that title. I can even imagine a crown atop his obsidian hair, silver and jewelled.

She took the tray and headed for the hall. She found Jane who instructed her to pour water for the ladies that wanted it. Ten minutes later the Queen arrived followed by the prince. It was the first time she was seeing them at such a close range. The prince was such a handsome man, the lady who was going to be his bride would be lucky. They all paid respect to them and watched them sitting down before they did the same. As a helper she couldn’t sit but just stand as far as she could and wait for any instructions.