Princess Style Carry Novels & Stories

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).

As she moves away, I suddenly notice the fancy butler’s cart with even more royal-looking packages carefully spaced out. Claire approaches and inspects the bounty. Then, over her shoulder, she informs me, “We’re going to do a more elevated degree of scrapbooking. The photo journals crafted for you, the king and Princess Peanut—” I love that Claire calls her this— “are one-of-a-kind, designed specifically with your individual tastes and styles in mind.” My brow jumps. “Exactly how would they known Princess Peanut’s style?” “Please.” Claire smirks, a facial expression she’s mastered of late. “That child oozes charisma and is infused with so much energy and vibrancy, she puts fireflies to shame

A few loose strands framed her face, soft and silky as the petals of a rose. Her hairstyle was a work of art, a testament to the skill of our kingdom's finest stylists. The updo was a delicate balance of braids and twists, woven together with precision and care. The braids were thin and intricate, resembling the delicate tendrils of a vine, and the twists shone like polished gold in the light. A few strategically placed pins held the style in place, their delicate heads shaped like tiny flowers, adding a touch of whimsy to the overall design. As I finished her look, I couldn't help but step back and admire the princess's beauty.

But what if Ava was there, she would suspect something and that would not be good for Alpha Jude’s image as he was still trying to have her back. She would make them speak privately, in the comfort of his office, that way Ava would have no idea what they were talking about. Satisfied with her decision to go to Alpha Jude’s before she went to work, Princess got ready for her day, she lazed about for a few minutes before she started to get ready. Deciding to wear something very formal, Princess went with a black ankle-length dress with a high slit at the back and an off-shoulder. A dust of blush to add color to her pale skin and lip gloss. She smiled at her reflection in the nitro and picked u

She also has purple eyeshadow since my dress is purple in color while my lips are nude also. And as for my hair, she packed my hair backward and then permed it into a bridal style. I put on my dress and kept staring at myself in the mirror. The dress is a princess style dress. The hands are off shoulder and it has a long slit that starts from the bottom of the dress to my mid thigh there leaving my left thigh display. The top of the dress is adorned with crystal stones made from real gemstones. I paired the outfit with a pair of silver heels that are also made of crystals. Also, at the exact spot my hair is permed, a crystal hair clip is placed there to compliment the outfit.

Dressed in matching navy blue robes, they were nearly indistinguishable from each other, save for the slightly mischievous glint in their identical eyes. The second carriage's door opened to reveal the Queen Mother, a figure of regal poise and timeless beauty. Her silver hair, streaked with grey, was styled in an intricate updo, complementing her sharp grey eyes. She was dressed in a royal purple gown, the rich fabric shimmering as she moved with the dignity befitting her status. The third carriage brought forth Princess Mariel and Princess Rose, both stepping out with the help of servants. Princess Mariel let her long, silver hair flow loosely down her back, with two delicate braids at the

Slid it open and pulled out a black tray lined with red velvet, atop which was a gold and diamond necklace. Adan frowned and shook his head. “Too much. Maybe earrings would be better. Or a bracelet? Something smaller. And… her style, I guess I could describe it to you as… well, let’s say the same sort of aesthetic as Princess Yena.” The woman’s eyes lit up. “Oh, I love Princess Yena.” Adan chuckled. “Who doesn’t?”

I cannot put them back on. I didn't have the order to touch the oils, so I leave the bathroom and head back to the opulent bedroom. The Princess sits on the edge of the big bed, legs closed and back straight. She is dressed in white silk robes which makes her look like a stunning goddess, one that is extremely dangerous if upset.

His eyes were dull, but hope still flickered there. "I wanted to see her first thing." He ran his hand over the wooden box, his voice soft. "These are all for Elara. I picked every one myself. I want to make up for everything I owe her." Cassian went quiet and pulled out his own gift. A smooth, heart-shaped stone, polished until it gleamed, with Elara's name carved into it. Orion, who'd come with him, reached into his pocket too. A yarn charm, like the ones Elara used to love, only way better made.

Similar to those holding my silk stockings in place. I wore a gold chain necklace with a large gold and blue amulet that perfectly depicted the tones of my hair and eyes. She tucked the matching earrings into my ears, letting them dangle from my lobes. A gold wrap resting lightly around my shoulders. Gold hairpins with the same blue stones held my hair in long wraps about my head and along the base of my neck. My small queen’s crown resting atop them, tucked through along the edges to hold it in place. I was escorted downstairs, by my King’s favored manservant. Holding my hand delicately as he was attentive to the steps in case I should misstep.