Novelas y relatos de Princess Plural

"Crap! Sorry. Please continue." "So there was this Prince, who had two older sisters. One day, the eldest was asked by another prince from a different kingdom to marry him. Since she accepts she had no choice but to leave the throne to the second eldest sister. The Prince had a friend, a duke. A duke is another royal, but not like the king and queen. Their sons and daughters are the one who will take the throne if there aren't any heirs to another kingdom. They are also good candidates when the king is looking for someone to be betrothed to his son/daughter too. Dukes for males and Duchess for females."

The other two concubines were the third rank and fourth rank concubines. The third rank, Concubine Everette, is the mother of the twin princess, the youngest child of the Emperor. They both were five years old, Princess Annalisse and Princess Courtney. The last rank was Concubine Teressa, the mother of the last prince, seven years old Prince Ashley, and the fourth princess, Princess Delia. On the outermost layer was the palace for the princes and the princesses. The place was called The Bronze Two-Leaves Pavilion.

she asked her maid again who smiled and gave an outright ‘no’ There are four princess left in the palace and from what she know Zoey is the most capable and chanced of all four so if she didn’t plan her way now she might end up bowing to her youngers again, having to pay respect and stoop up to someone younger than her sucks a lot and she has always wanted to also be in that position where everyone respects her and do anything to get her good side and now is the chance she won’t let this golden opportunity pass her by she has to make sure she get to the top in the royal family.

“I beg your pardon but the princess was summoned, not a witch” A gentle wind mockingly pass them as everywhere became silent safe for the animals that were all going about their nocturnal activities. The lady stared at George with wide eyes for a few seconds before bursting into laughter “Oh my, i guess i didn't introduce myself” she straightened herself and made an elegant pose, the moon over her igniting her grace “I am Princess Larissa of Windfall, feel free to fall on your knees in reverence, though i can see that most of you are already on your knees”

Although Alpha Ben is called cousin by my dads, he technically isn't family, and I don't want to make a negative impression. ALPHA BEN "You look fine, Chels," I say as a laugh rumbles out from deep inside my chest. "Laugh at me all you want, Ben, but I refuse to look anything less than perfect. This is the princess, for crying out loud. Her mother is next in line to become our Goddess. Her Fathers are over a hundred years old. Not to mention the trio killed Lord Stefan," Chelsea says as she reapplies a different shade of lipstick. I stroll across our large room and place my hands on her shoulders. Her brown eyes meet my blue ones in her mirror.

For the period I have worked in the palace, each princess in the kingdom was allocated eight maids. They were charged with taking care of the respective princess. Princess TT was not an exception she had Imani and seven other maids who looked after her. Imani being her favorite of all they were best friends and confidants. They shared secrets and they safeguarded them as secrets.

I didn't know why, but he makes a sound from his throat and comes to pet my head once again. "Because they aren't allowed to enter the meeting hall, sweetheart. They are simply companions of their human partners." I furrowed my eyebrows. Counting visually, my hand pointing to each head subtly, I come back to the point. "But there are seven princesses for four human partners." Jean chuckles. "Sometimes," he leans in closer to whisper in my ear, "Humans have more than one fated pair. Just like us. Although...ours seems to end at just a 'second chance'."

despite never having actually met any or being aware of any of their customs, until today. He had been so quiet, to his mother's somewhat joyful and delighted surprise, most of the late lunch, where only one of the princesses had actually shown up. While it had left the Peacock Queen wondering about the other, younger princess... 'Sephora, I think her name was?' Initially, it had made her believe that perhaps, Chaitav's interest in depressing and mono-coloured, one-toned mates was not a mission of impossible tenure, if the queen had less favour towards that one...

Elysia's monarchy is revered for their wisdom, fairness, and commitment to fostering peace and cooperation among nations. "Princess Isabella of Adernia," Prince Gabriel began, his voice carrying across the room, "allow me to extend my heartfelt congratulations on your ascension to the throne. It is truly an honor to witness this momentous occasion and to meet the remarkable woman who will lead her kingdom with grace and strength."

"Oh, they'll be fine, Zuu. Just give it some days." She smiles and looks at me. "The princes are every female Noble’s dream. No one has ever said ‘no’ to them. You are the first." I shrug. "They're better off without me." And I mean those words in a literal sense.