Princess To Be Novels & Stories

Unfortunately, her decision turned out to be a costly one because the next second, the bedsheets were unceremoniously ripped off her and the personal MAID began pulling the struggling princess over until they both crashed on the floor, giggling like little kids. Natalia and Elva had been best friends since the latter was appointed her personal aide three years ago to assist the royal nanny when the princess turned 15. And since then, they had grown inseparable! Of course, they act 'Royal and maid' in the presence of others but behind closed doors?.... They play crazy! Pardon our manners, she is Natalia Alexis Santiana. Princess of Empire Astheria and soon to be Empress when her grandmother,

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.

Keep your feet on the ground ! « Anyway, just don’t make it difficult for her. Have you heard about what’s new ? » we all look at her confused, and ignorant of what she wants to say, she signs for us to approach and whisper, « I heard that the beauty is going to another kingdom as a merchandise » said the first maid. « Are you stupid ? Since when a person is a merchandise, » I stated. « You don’t know, the princesses here are only for trade, she means that the youngest princess is going as a peace trade. I pity them, they have everything yet nothing, » said the second maid.

My maid walked with me to the garden, the flowers were blooming nicely, giving off a nice fragrance. The princess should hold a spring bouquet; it would be a good way to introduce herself as the crown princess. At the bouquet, I can choose the two consorts to join the Eastern palace. A maid came rushing. “Your Majesty, the prince is not at the Eastern palace.” what was the panic about?

Now is the time to be the person you really are. Princess Charlotte returned her gaze to the heap of stones. She leaned out and touched the stone with her hand. Her stone would end up here one day. "Do you think I'll be able to do it?" " she inquired. Moana received a hongi from Antigone. "If you allow yourself, Princess Charlotte of Leafland, you will be a magnificent Queen."

M O N G R E L 🌷 "To make a difference in someone's life, you don't have to be brilliant, rich, beautiful, or perfect. You just have to CARE." .•● 🌷 ARIANNA🌷 In these seventeen years of my life, I couldn't have asked for more. I had everything; a caring family, idiotic best friend and what else an unwanted title. I was...um or maybe I am the princess of Elamite, but now I've to leave every ounce of happiness behind just to explore myself or if I expel it better then to unlock my dormant genes.

I started, but she cut me off by lifting her hand to my face, and the only reason I didn't slap it away was that she was royalty. "No. I don't listen to outsiders and to people like you. I believe that you have knowledge about my engagement with the prince but, nonetheless, you came onto him!" "Where's your proof of that?" I asked, now folding my arms to control myself. "Oh, I will... I do have... I want to hear you confess with that mouth of yours!" I laughed and shook my head at her. Of course gossip would start about Sebastian and myself, I had been expecting such, but Princess Naomi had no proof. She just wanted me to fold at her presence because of her title.

Vincent blinked innocently. The captain took a moment to grasp Larissa's words. He turned, took out his longsword at his waist, and pointed it at Ray. "You dare to disrespect the countess? Are you crazy?" Agnes stared, wide-eyed, as her clenched fists trembled slightly. She asked in disbelief, "Is she really a countess?" The captain replied coldly, "Yes, she's the only countess in the royal family. The person beside her is the Queen's daughter, Princess Rachel."

“To celebrate the harvest season. It will be your first official public appearance as Princess, dear.” I force a smile, though my stomach twists. Public appearances mean pretending. Smiling. Touching him. “How wonderful,” I say, keeping my voice light. Madeline sets down her teacup, her eyes twinkling. “It will be lovely to see you and Kaelan together. A true royal couple.” The words make my skin crawl, but I keep smiling. I have no choice. ***** The day of the festival arrives too quickly. I spend the morning being dressed and prepared by servants—my hair pinned and arranged, makeup expertly applied, a gown of deep emerald silk that makes my brown eyes look darker.

But this time, it doesn’t take much to convince Zuri because she ffor whatever reason, believes I'm completely safe now that I've been revealed as the princes’ mate. In her words, the Blond and the Beret Nobles from the other night can't do shit to me. Not when I'll soon become the princess of Crestbane. Eww After getting ready for the day, I make my way through a crowded corridor toward my first class of the day. I rarely take this route since I prefer passing as few students as possible, but I quickly realize just how terrible an idea it was to take it today of all days, right after my gods-given identity reveal.