Novel & Cerita Princess Syndrome

She could arrive in a bin bag and no-one would comment. “What you’re wearing is perfect,” I say trying to soothe her, she doesn’t need to worry. I thought the princess doesn’t worry about anything, let alone what people think of her, she never used to. It frustrates me a little with how timid she is, she seems scared but I can’t place it. I can hear her heart, it’s beating at least 100bpm. What the hell is she scared of? Me?

Matthew. "What happened here cannot be analyzed using human medical science, Madam," answered Dr. Weisz with a faint smile. "And the princess has the power to cure all kinds of diseases." Mrs. Matthew snorted with a face of disbelief, but he had no choice but to try to believe. Suddenly the baby whimpered again, and was even seen moving her hand towards her tiny mouth. She seemed to want to breastfeed again, even though she had just breastfed no more than half an hour ago.

Princess Bathany couldn't stop thinking about Jack this is someone that barely crossed her mind, she couldn't believe she would set her eyes on him again, it seemed, fate wanted to play a game of chess with her, and she wasn't ready for it, mentally, physically or mentally. Years ago when Jack and Princess Bathany mental health, was in a complete mess to the extent she had to see a therapist, and her parents were aware of it.

However, she was never seen again. _FLASHBACK ENDS_ I reclined in my chair as Syrreon removed a frame from the bag he had with him. He slid it across my desk. In the frame was a picture of the princess. As I had expected, she had grown into a stunning beauty. She was tall with long wavy black hair with purple strands within and those stunning deep purple eyes with flecks of lavender within them. She kept her light mocha complexion. She was truly the best of both her parents.

I turned my fury on Macro. I splattered paint across his ceilings, floors, walls, and all his expensive furniture. And he grabbed me in the bathroom, pulling me tight against his chest, his hot lips pressing against the side of my neck. "Sera... be a good girl." Sera? My parents hadn't called me that since Karen came home. They would only ever yell my full name, Seraphina. A sharp ache hit me, and I returned his kiss, turning all my resentment and pain into wild, urgent desire.

“Did you sleep well? He asked and I nodded. “I crave for my morning kiss” he started kissing my rims. We kissed each other like we were craving ourselves for a long time. “I want to suck them baby,” he pleaded for permission and I smiled. “Princess.. you are beautiful,” he responded, opening the buttons of my shirt. “So pink…like cherry,” he murmured, licking my hardened nipples. “Ohhh…,” I said, arching my back, giving him more of me. “Princess, you don’t know how long I have waited for this moment.” He said switching the nipple.

I gave him a smile to let him know that I remembered before I faced my new partner. Well suppose to be a partner. It was Nate, but apparently he was having a conservation with another girl. And he didn't seem happy. It was a girl with long purple hair that shone in the light. I remember from my lesson with Ace that she's Princess Camille. Her silver dress sparkling with different colors as if it were alive. Expensive non-metallic jewelry decorated her from top to toe. I'll say, she's beautiful. Camille, the princess of the Kingdom of Frae. The fairies.

And before I can find the reason for these sudden sobs from her, she cries out loudly, vocalizing each sob. “Aahanahaa uhuhuhuhuh, you are not letting me kiss you! You don't want me anymore… because? Because you don't love me anymore… because now I am old…right… or am I ugly now?? Or fat–” “Ash! Princess you are neither old, nor ugly or fat. In fact, you are the prettiest woman anyone can ever come across, and just perfect the way you are… there isn't a single percent need for you to ney insecure or doubt yourself–”

"I don't know. There is something about her that I can't seem to figure out. Like something seems off. But I like her and want her to be mine." Queen Anne smiled. "Then make her yours." "Of course, I will." She smiled he hugged her. "Oh! I missed you", she said. "I missed you too", he smiled as he hugged her back. "Why don't you stop behaving like a kid?", Princess Leah said as she came towards them. "Don't you have anything reasonable to do than disturbing your elders", Zuerien asked her. She stuck out her tongue. "Tsk. Tsk. You are so troublesome."

“I think it’s admirable. The other Princesses of the other kingdoms are very compliant. They do as they’re told without question. Arsenal isn’t known for it’s compliancy, as you know. I don’t find that kind of thing attractive.” My heart skipped a beat. “The other Royals know their place. I’m defiant.” “You’re not defiant, you’re human. You have thoughts and emotions. The difference between you and the other Royals is you actually express them. I don’t want to be with someone who submits to me because it’s their duty.” I smiled, for the first time realizing Sadeon hadn’t changed that much since we were kids. “I remember you saying something like that when we were young.”