Princesse の小説・ストーリー

"My name is Rosalia Grevaldia, it is an honor for me to meet His Majesty Prince Nathan!" ***

She instantly fixed her posture when the princes approached her. "Nice to meet you, Princess" Prince Dark, the third oldest prince and the successor of the Stratos Royal Seat, held her hand and give it a kiss. His eyes were kind and soft but his aura was so dominative, she couldn't help but be intimidated. He was followed by a tall dark haired god!

I don't know why I was hoping that it should be Prince Raphael. "The Crown Prince of the Kingdom of Ayatulla, His Majesty Prince Reuz IV!" I don't know what to feel when I heard that it's not him then "The Prince of the Kingdom of Ayatulla, Prince Raphael III!" I was shocked with the names called after him, "The Regent of the Principality of Asturiaz, His Highness Rocky IV" "The Duchess of the Government of Akazia, Her Highness Ma. Catherine" "The Emir of the United Kingdom of the Eastern Lands, His Majesty Emir Shurev IV" "The Grand King and Queen of the United Kingdom of Tleste, His Majesty King George XVIII and Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth" "The Queen Mother of the United Kingdom of Sour,

Sunlight fights its way through the stained glass windows, casting a bewitching kaleidoscope of colors on the polished marble floor. A hushed anticipation fills the room as the large, ornate doors at the far end creak open. In steps PRINCESS SALENA, her presence commanding attention and admiration. Her flowing gown of deep, midnight blue, adorned with silver accents, seems to whisper secrets in the dim light. Her dark hair cascades down her back like a silken waterfall, and a delicate tiara adorned with dark, mesmerizing gems rests upon her regal brow. Princess Salena of Kingdom Valeria exudes an aura of both elegant charm and a seductive allure.

Damain turned to look at her and his eyes moved up and down her body. He walked towards her and held her hand. You look beautiful. He whispered in her ear. Damain took her to meet Enzo who had a smile on his face. “This is the crown prince Enzo,” Damian said to her. Althea bowed her head to show respect “Hello prince Exo, nice to meet you” Enzo smiled “It's nice to finally meet you Baroness, the Baron has said a lot about you, one of which is that you are very beautiful which I now see is very true” he said.

"Pompous lion shifter. The only one from his lineage. He's a high-ranked popular boy. But not as popular as the four princes from the founding families." I watch as the boy enjoys the attention he's getting from the female folks. "What a drama king," Zuri scoffs, shaking her head. "He's not even that cute." "He doesn't look bad." I offer my honest review. Zuri shakes her head. "He's just there. If you see the four founding princes, you'll know the difference between cute and handsome." I throw my head back in laughter. gods, how does she so effortlessly lighten up my mood all the time?

Her nose is high, and her lips are red and full. She is the lovely princess of Elhasa Kingdom. She is watching the dancers gracefully dance in the middle. Their bodies are vigorously swaying with the accompaniment of the music instruments played by the musicians that her father, the king, hired for her twenty-first birthday, which will be happening only an hour away from now. “Your Highness.” A deep male voice called behind her. Princess Alf turned and saw a handsome knight wearing red armor standing by the door. He has a perfectly chiseled face, thick and long brows, dark red eyes and flaming red hair.

“It’s time for the prince to choose his bride. May all the ladies remain seated, the prince will take rounds and he will choose his bride by giving her his ring.” There was cheer among the people, it was starting already and she couldn’t wait to witness such a great event. She watched as the prince majestically stood from his seat and began to walk through the aisle surrounding the tables. His gaze was a Chloe and she smiled inwardly. Was she going to become the princess? But the prince passed her and continued the rounds. What was he thinking really? Minutes passed as the prince took his time looking at the ladies; he finished all the ladies that were seated and still he hadn’t removed his

There had to be a worthy ruler of Oceane; I just wasn’t sure it was Prince Sadeon. “The gown looks lovely on you, dear.” Lyla smiled warmly. I turned to my maiden. “It’s impossibly tight.” She scowled. “Of course it is, milady. How else will the Prince fall smitten?” I suppressed a shiver. “I told you not to call me that, Lyla. My father isn’t here.” She chuckled. “You may dress like a Princess, but you sure don’t act like one sometimes, milady. It is proper to address someone of your status respectively.”

My eyes roved over their figures, searching for the smallest hint, but it was as though last night had been a fevered dream, a figment conjured by my restless mind. I got bored conversing with them and took my seat the princes all gave their full attention it was rather unpleasant but then I noticed a movement. A prince stood up and I watched as he spoke to a guard, studying the curve of his jaw, the way his lips moved as he spoke. What was his name again? Prince Tariq of Ravensfall. Yes, that was it. I had overlooked him during the earlier introductions, distracted. But now, he had my full attention.