Princess Why You Cut Your Wrist の小説・ストーリー

“Get that shit away from me.” He laughed. “Come on, princess. Just try it.” I turned, glancing toward the foyer. Creed wasn’t there yet. I didn’t want to think anymore. I didn’t want to deal with my own anger, disappointment, exhaustion. So I said, “I’ll have one.” And one became two. Two became three. Three became four. Four became five. Six. And then—I couldn't remember anything else. I groaned, dragging a hand down my face,my head aching badly

I looked at the filthy dagger and weakly said, "It's... rusty... it'll cause infection..." The maid immediately put her hands on her hips and screeched, "Do you still think you're some delicate princess? Just giving you the knife was already a favor, and you still pick and choose! Hurry up and cut! Or else you'll get what's coming to you!" The icy despair seized me once again. I trembled as I picked up the rusty dagger, its blade dull and blunt. I gritted my teeth and, with all my strength, slashed it across my wrist!

"They were a little surprised to see this scene, but they still followed Laborn's orders. Therefore, they took both Prisca and the doctor to Laborn's study." "On the other hand, Laborn frowned when he saw that Prisca was unconscious and that she had a severed figure." What's going on? "Sina was Prisca's personal maid, so she had no choice but to step forward and reply." "Your Majesty, Princess Prisca fell in love with a man, but the man refused to pay her any attention. Therefore, she sent people to abduct the man and drug him tonight while everyone was at the banquet. Then, she asked us to go out, so we didn't know what had happened. Suddenly, we heard the Princess shouting, and then the ma

And this time, I do not look away. — You think… I am weak? A general burst of laughter erupts, nervous, but I feel it: a crack, a disturbance. They did not expect this. — Listen to her! The princess finally opens her mouth! I do not wait. My hand shoots out, animalistic, uncontrollable, and my teeth sink into her wrist. Not a symbolic bite. A beast's bite. I cling, tearing, tasting her warm blood flowing onto my tongue. — Aaahhh, bitch!!

"It will fight the infection in his back and help the whip cuts heal. But Martha... you must understand the terrible danger of what we are doing. If the Queen finds out we are sending aid to a condemned feral—" "I do not care about the Queen!" I snapped, my voice shaking with a fierce, hot anger. I looked down at my right hand. I flexed my fingers. "Look at my hand, Gaius. Princess Selene tried to chop it off. She was going to leave me a bloody cripple. And that sweet, terrified boy threw away his own life to stop it. He stood in front of the King and called himself a monster so I could live." I choked on a sob, pressing my hand over my mouth.

“Honestly, if you wanted to pretend to be still out, you could have at least kept your breathing even.” “Are we sure she’s a spy?” “Who are you? What do you want?” I reached for my dagger but one of them lifted it and waved it. “It’s not even silver,” one of them said. “And it’s poorly made. I didn’t think the alpha king would let his little princess be so unprotected.” The other one chuckled. “It was surprisingly easy to snatch you of the street. Not a bit of a defense in you.” “It’s like she doesn’t know…”

“Exiles own the water, ma’am. Whatever your brother or the Captain told you was a lie. They have no idea what they’ll be facing. Exiles have granted us passage from time to time, but this ship is carrying two Royals. I doubt they’ll look the other way now.” “My brother has sailed these seas for years.” “He’s a Prince. You’re a Princess. Do you know what a pirate would do to get his hands on you? They’d defy every law in the book to capture a gem like that.” I felt queasy. “My sister has sailed this very journey. I think we are fine; all due respect.” He smiled and I realized why they called him Fang. His canines looked like they’d been filed into actually fangs. “Your sister is not you, Prin

Closing her eyes for a second as she readied her own dagger, the black irises appeared before she attacked from above which made the King and his men caught off guard. Princess Sue slowly stood up when she felt the pain on her legs subsided only to be sprawled again when there were anguish screams of men in a distance. The wind blew so hard and that made her heart beats more. She must get help or who knows what had happened to the tribe princess. Although very scared, she trekked her way out, pushing all the dead branches of trees along her way. Her flesh began to tremble upon beholding the dead bodies around. There were still three more men fighting somebody.

“This is actually something Angela found and placed here. It belonged to the former Luna.” Fury blazed in her eyes as she lurched at me. “Get off my throne!” I saw her clawed hand aimed at me as she jumped on the dais. A feral grin spread across my face as I grabbed her wrist. Her maidens rushed toward her, but they were stopped by the guards. Roaring, Auretta lifted her other hand, but she was too slow—too predictable. I grabbed her other wrist and twisted it until it cracked in my grip. The Princess shrieked, falling to her knees and cradling her hand. “You'll pay for this! You've injured a royal! I will have your fucking head on a silver platter!”