Romans & histoires Princess Puzzle

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.

She says before the sounds of something falling and Jessica letting out a soft curse follow. “Princess, is everything okay?” I ask, worried about her getting hurt. “Yeah. I found the greenhouse you mentioned earlier today and decided I needed to actually choose things from the store to start gardening in it. That was a bag of dirt falling over and making a mess.” She explains with a sigh, and I chuckle, wanting nothing more than to pull up the app and see what sort of mess was made. “Don’t work too hard, Princess. You can leave the heavy lifting to me.” I state, and I meant every word. My Princess does not need to work so hard with me there for her.

Her dress makes that fact known to the entire world, the fabric hugging and shaping every curve of her body. Did she always look like that? With Lysandra, It just feels like opening a Russian nesting doll. But instead of getting smaller, you’re finding things you never know you’ll find out. One minute she’s dying and the next she’s here, at all ball and this is happening. “A pest?” Maddox repeats, his voice dangerously low. “The Crown Princess is a pest?” The words hang in the deafening silence of the ballroom. Princess? Crown? It is one shocking revelation after another with Lysandra. Is she truly the same broken woman bargained off by our mothers to become my wife? What is this? A play? In

"You'll know that too, but for now, come outside, and it looks like Prince Dylan's car has arrived." After a few hours of travel, Adira arrived at Paradise Castle. A soldier got off the horse to open the door for Prince Dylan, while Adira remained seated on her horse and watched the Paradise Castle door. "What does the princess the general is referring to look like?" she said in her mind while she was looking at the door. Queen Alice and the princess suddenly came out, but with the cloth wrapped around her head, so Adira could not see the princess's face. "Why is the princess's head wrapped in cloth? I can't see her face." She tried to sneak a peek even though she shouldn't be moving, but sh

, Nora said, "I am not some sort of charity case or a pet project for rich billionaires. A cute doll you play with until you get tired....." Princess Belle Nora, a striking 5'3" brunette with long, lustrous hair cascading halfway down her back, enters the bustling mall with a sense of urgency. Her radiant beauty captivates those around her, as her expressive brown eyes shimmer with excitement. The soft, sun-kissed complexion of her flawless skin adds a touch of elegance to her overall appearance.

My eyes caught on the edge of a wrinkled, torn paper, the word princess sticking out like a splash of ink. Anyone with information about the missing princess, please report to Headmistress Yves. The princess was last seen eighteen years ago. Useful information will be compensated with a sum of $1,000,000. My breath caught. That amount of money was unheard of. Unimaginable in the places I grew up in. But eighteen years missing? That was a long time. How could one hold out hope for new information when it’d been that long? Eighteen years. My age.

Shaken. Like she just saw a ghost. “…Do you not know who that is?” she asked quietly. I frowned. “Should I?” She stepped closer, eyes locked on the screen. “That’s…” She hesitated. “…that’s Princess Bella Louis of Queensland Island.” Silence. My expression didn’t change— But inside? Everything shifted. “Princess?” I repeated. “She’s been missing for years,” Mei said. Her voice steadier now, but still tense. “Disappeared without a trace.”

she even added. “What games are you playing right now? No one wants to play with you,” the other woman beside the princess said. “Oh, but I’m not playing. This face is the evidence I am not playing,” Luna replied after slowly removing her masquerade that revealed her beautiful face. Everyone was in a daze upon seeing her appearance. That is why no one reacted at first because their speech left them. Aside from that, all the people present were teens and not a lot of people knew the face of the famous princess who shook the kingdom in the past. However, a man standing near a large painting that could not be removed no matter what other people do, gasped in shock and was stupefied upon seeing

a voice boomed. They looked up to see the Princess sitting on a black throne in the far end of the room. She looked nothing like those around her, who simply looked like humanoids looking through a distorted lens. Princess Saayan looked like she was made of black smoke, with two white holes for the eyes. "I am Princess Saayan. Come forward and share your concerns with us, and we will try to help as much as we can. But take heed of this: Nothing in the world is free."

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?"