Novel & Cerita Princesses In Love

"Do you want to marry me?" He kissed the tips of her fingers one by one. While bending forward, his hair fell in front of his murky brown eyes, hiding the contempt inside. It was too easy to deceive a woman in love. Princess Rina, the third of the thirty-seven princesses of the Dragsa-kingdom - in the number of princesses, Dragsa and the Icelands were vastly different - broke out in tears of joy. The happiness transformed her unassuming appearance with too big of a mouth and slightly protruding ears into a more pretty picture. It couldn't exactly be called beautiful, but at the very least it had some charm.

she said trying to ease the tense air “I guess that’s right, but I couldn’t bare it all and tried to give up being a prince, I hate pretty much everything about it” “Well, I guess we are two parallel lines, I love everything about being a princess, and it’s the best gift my parent ever gave me” “Maybe you should see a new dimension to it or maybe you should give up on your first love now” she suddenly brought out “First love?” he asked with a little grin “Eris, isn’t she your highness first woman?” she asked her cheerfulness gone “Who told you that?” she asked the grin becoming bigger “I don’t think it’s a secret either, everyone in the palace knew of the love story between you and the lady

The essence of the fog is to obscure the minds of others. Amelia exited the carriage and bowed to the king while Viloustra stood there thinking. Viloustra snapped back to reality, straightened his back and arched his right hand over his stomach to greet her. The fourth princess appeared to be very graceful, all the time. Her golden hair was tied in half with a delicate pink bow, and she wore a small white crown with four precious stones on the top nail. She had a tender face that no words could describe, and she wore a white dress embellished with flowers, resembling a goddess. Waiting for the king to get into the carriage, Amelia looked at Viloustra with her drooping green eyes. She inherit

"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.

The tapestry of destiny, intricately woven, held the promise of both peril and passion as Princess Callista and Maximus navigated the delicate dance between love and loyalty. One sunlit afternoon, the courtyard of the Athenian palace was alive with a vibrant display of blooming flowers and the gentle rustle of leaves. Princess Callista, adorned in a flowing gown that mirrored the hues of the surrounding flora, wandered into the training grounds with an air of quiet determination.

Kashmir reminding her that she doesn't want to wear heavy makeup. "Yes, princess. I remember it." Fatima said "Fatima, don't call me princess" Kashmir rolled her eyes. "You will be soon a princess because you will be married to a prince soon." Fatima smiled at Kashmir and led her to the vanity mirror and let her sit on a stool. "You know, girls. Kashmir didn't believe me before that the prince liked her." Joyce said while looking for a gown to wear. "How did you know that the prince liked Kashmir?" asked Maryam.

Rota passed the Microphone back to the Elite and turned to face Mia “Today Ziion, we are gathered to witness the crowing of Princess Mia and Princess Rota. They shall become your Queens and will rule together over Ziion’s People. “Princess Mia, will you satisfy the Blood Oath” “Yes” Mia replied Princess Rota, will you satisfy the Blood Oath” “Yes” Rota replied The girls then held out their left arms and clasped each other at their elbows, so their birthmarks lined up. The Elite smiled when we noticed that together it resembled a crown. They leant their heads together so their foreheads were touching. The Crown was place on both their heads. And together they made the Oath.

After her conversation with her mother in the morning, she has spent the entire afternoon locking herself up inside these chambers. Once on the streets, she has overheard two females talking about how princesses get all they want conveniently and how they themselves still have to work even though they and those princesses are from the same race and so they should be equal. Elysia has to say they are partly right, about princesses’ lives are easy and convenient. Because now she is getting bored and wants to have fresh air outside this suffocating palace. Poor her, she thinks sarcastically.

' Before Dohana knew it, the minister was almost done asking the question, "in sickness and in health, forsaking all others, for as long as you both shall live?" At this time, the whole audience could barely hold their breath. Especially because they all knew about the Princess' foreign lover. Who in the Kingdom didn't know about the Princess' two love interests? Rumours had been circulating that a certain Mr Larson, who had become a leader of the resistance, was the Princess' former lover. In this case, how could the audience not be panicked? Feeling everyone's eyes on herself, Princess Dohana trembled. Her mind went blank and she didn't respond.

The queen of love said, then lowered her head and kissed the forehead of princess Alleta. ***** Prince Xander Reenan raised his face. He wiped his tears and held his lover's hand again. The stranger's soul still sat beside the princess. "Who the hell are you? Why are you doing this to me?" Prince Xander Reenan asked the soul of the strange man sitting beside his lover. "You forget so easily. I'll take her home when you remember me." The foreign man's soul said, then stretched out his hand and held the hand of princess Alleta Wolfrentie. The prince's grip was suddenly released when the princess stood up. Prince Xander raised his face. The stranger's soul moved to take his lover away. "No. Don