Novel & Cerita Princessa

-Past Time- Aurora POV The palace was abuzz with the Princess's daring fashion sense, a stark contrast to the modest attire of the kingdom's females. Her deep necklines, vibrant hues, and bold headpieces had already inspired some nobles to revamp their wardrobes. At her first lunch with the palace's female nobles, she wore a stunning, hugging dress with a train and deep V, captivating every female present - except Eni, the daughter of the King's top minister and potential king consort after Princess Deze marries King Zao.

A pair of dainty lips darkened with red wax. "Welcome, First Princess Ayda Yildiz Sabine. We are known as Medea, and we've been expecting you."

Then, my gaze shifted to Suna, demanding his answer. Suna cracked a smile at me, as if understanding my look. He then motioned towards her with one hand. “This is the princess of the great southern desert kingdom, Princess Aisya Rahasi Ulma.” “I see.” I said, and was about to properly greet her as a royalty, before I suddenly froze. Wait, Aisya Rahasi Ulma? Isn’t she one of Asher’s love interests? What is she doing here?

She repeated the name with a trembling voice and the princess nodded with a smile. Alessandra had chosen Amira as her maiden. Having three maidens was overwhelming since she could do most of the things by herself. "I'm going to inform the prince"She told the maiden who bowed in respect before walking away. Alessandra walked straight to her mate's office. The prince has been so busy lately because he had a lot of things to work on. The prince was immersed in the bundle of papers that lay on the wooden vintage table, his eyes burned from staring at the white sheets for way too long.

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

I glared at Sebastian and he looked very surprised. "Bring me my mate or someone's getting hurt," I said softly and he grabbed my phone and started dialing. I watched him closely and he looked over at me strangely. "She's exactly like me Rai and I'm certain that her mate can calm her like you do me," he mumbled quickly through the phone. I heard a muffled voice then Sebastian exhaled harshly. "No Rai, the boy is the princess's, our granddaughter will have to find another. Skye's very powerful and will make a wonderful Reaper Queen," he said sincerely and grinned at me. I was too angry to care at this point.

The party was about to start. Valentino led Luke and Alessandra to her room. Valentino opened the door and Alessandra squealed in shock. There was a princess ballgown in the middle of the room a shiny tiara on a small table beside it. Luke was shocked upon seeing the dress. It looked like it cost thousands. "Daddy, look! It's a princess gown!" Alessandra exclaimed as she ran to the dress. "Do you like it?" Valentino asked.

the Grand Duke said, I went back to my kingdom, then went to father’s office. “Your highness,” someone said from behind me. She has blonde hair and golden brown eyes. I guess that she is that impostor. “Who might you be?” I asked her. “I am Clementine Rose Westernia, the princess of the Westernian Empire,” she said as she curtsied. “Greetings to the star of the Westernian Empire, I am Crowned Prince Lucas Aidan,” I greeted her even though I know that she’s an impostor. “Where are you headed to?” she asked me.

Her voice rang out, clear and commanding, “Assemble and await further orders!” My curiosity piqued, I approached her. She turned, her emerald eyes appraising me with keen interest. “I’m Allissa,” I said, my voice steady despite my inner turmoil. “The Lycan King’s mate.” A smile curved her lips. “Dayanara Nyte, Princess of the Sorcery Clan and, as you can see, an enchantress.” She gestured to the army behind her. “We come late, but we bring our strongest. The sorcerers of my clan stand ready to fight.”

Thank God I didn't say the first that came to mind as soon as I opened the door or else I would have ended up calling the Queen “a daft idiot who doesn't get the point once because his ego is too bruised by a woman punching him. " I just swallowed and held the door wide open for her. “My Queen." Though my head was bowed, I could feel her death glare drilling holes into my head. “Mother." The Princess called her attention away from me and she walked into the room. Without wasting any more time, I walked out of the room and closed the door. At first, the room was silent and I was so happy I wasn't the Princess at that moment. However, I wasn't surprised because the tension between the princess