Princess X 소설 & 이야기

“What… does that mean? You said--” The woman reached for her hood, and my heart lurched. The face that had looked at me in that hazy dream when I was in the cave was looking at me. Her face looked so much like my mother’s in the painting, but there were several differences that told me that she wasn’t. She was a relative of some sort. “Who… are you?’ “If you’d like the formality, I am Raven, the second princess of the United Vampire Covens.” She said with a small smirk. “I am also the true leader of the Blood Moon Coven, more commonly known as the Red Moon Pack.”

She has her father's pale gold hair - which is identical to mine - and the angry eyes that flashed at Lisa are definitely hers. " How's the restaurant going, Lisa? Flourishing, I presume." Dad spears a pea with a fork. Lisa offers a smile with the power to stop hearts. Dubbed 'Princess of Oakenville' by the locals, her famed, angelic beauty is the reason most of the patrons at her thriving restaurant, Duke's Table, consist of adoring fanboys, and why most women love to have her as a prime subject of their gossip. "Your presumption is indeed right. Did I mention there's a prospect of an interview with Women's Weekly? They want me to feature in a cover story."

"Chase me, Father!" Shouted the eight-years-old Princess Amayah of Lancayan. They are in the palace garden and are having fun playing. Her father, King Kendra chases after her while laughing. They were also accompanied by her older sister, Princess Aloha and their mother, Queen Aruha. They picture a happy family that anyone would envy.

~A girl so happy yet so silent Her heart pure like the snow So afraid she was of people And yet she loved a boy He was as charming as a prince And lit up her world in diamonds She was the happiest she had ever been But a flower always dies Turned out he was a demon The princess he now held captive A high tower in the mountains Her heart closed down in darkness Now she hates him... No escape left, all went quiet The princess in the mountains They say her ghost now hates silence The prince that was a demon He was never seen in the forest.~ The book pages had some teardrops on them for, by the end of the poem, Siana’s eyes were covered in tears. Her mind was filled with questions after she fini

While pondering this, she heard a distant voice say, "Princess Christina, please." Emma smiled and turned to see a long corridor ahead, a group of maidens following behind, elegantly approaching. The lead woman had her hair elegantly tied up, secured with ten hairpins that resembled a cloud. Her refined and graceful appearance and exquisite and luxurious attire marked her as Princess Christina. However, Emma sighed inwardly. Princess Christina was only twenty years old and possessed an air of immaturity. A thick layer of pale gray makeup masked her naturally rosy complexion. Her complexion appeared wan, and the corners of her eyes bore the signs of weariness. But perhaps the most unsettling

'This must be the Queen's children'. Queen Serina introduced the young prince and princess to Melissa. The friendly young man was the Queen's younger son, Prince Xander while the arrogant looking girl was Princess Katherine. Melissa extended her curtsies to both the royals when Princess Katherine suddenly said loudly, "So, you're the famous Lady Melissa? The one that went into hiding for years without seeing other people?" Princess Katherine was in fact boiling in anger when she saw how affectionate Duke Kensington was with Lady Melissa moments ago. 'Zachary never smiled at me like that before! How dare this bitch try to seduce him!'

Xanth stretched his hand towards Lyra but spoke to the woman. “The princess would love to have some dresses made for her, if you please.” The old woman looked closely at her. “Princess? I didn’t know Astaroth had a princess.” Xanth blinked like he had said something he shouldn’t have an his mouth hung slightly open as he searched for words to say. “She is not a princess of Astaroth but a visiting princess.” Tezani quickly chipped in, briefly looking in Xanth’s direction as he gave her a look of gratitude. “She just needs some extra dresses.” Tezani added.

“You don’t have to worry about that, I don’t need protecting. I can take care of myself,” Xander’s eyes mocked with laughter. He had seen her fighting skills years before and hoped they had improved. Because even though they had finally pushed the rebels back the enemy lines, the Princess still needed protecting. “If you don’t mind-,” “Don’t mind what Princess?” Xander smiled bashfully at her. “You are holding up the line. I would like to get the meet and greet done before I turn ninety.”

“Y-you’re terribly sick, Brother Cade…! Why didn’t you go to the doctor first?! H-hold on, I’m sure there are doctors somewhere in the palace-” “S-stop… I… Someone like me doesn’t deserve access into such a grand place… I know you mean well, Xavia, but… We now know that you’re the princess of Aplos… I… I really don’t think that it’s wise for us to continue meeting each other… Just… remember to take your meds… I’ll be off now…”

Is there something funny with the situation? "Princess? It's just a lady wearing a gown," Noah murmured and it made me clear my throat. He did not just say that. "Excuse me?" I raised a brow. This man is rather rude than gorgeous. I take it back. "She is Princess Ruthyelia Nobingale of Rinovea," Saint calmly remarked and Noah stared at him. "Are you guys serious?" He asked and backed away a little. He looked at me and Saint with confused eyes.