Novel & Cerita Princesses Rosalina

I was kneeling in the center of it, barefoot, damp, exhausted, dressed in one of Mirabella’s old faded house gowns with bleach stains across the hem, looking less like family and more like the servant Rosalina constantly reminded me I was. “Oh, calm down, honey.” Rosalina’s voice flowed like silk dipped in poison. “No one is marrying you off to a dead man. I would never do such a horrible thing to my daughter.” A small laugh followed. Soft. Controlled. Cruel. My scrubbing slowed. I lifted my eyes just enough to see Rosalina seated elegantly on the velvet couch, one leg crossed over the other, a glass of red wine balanced between her fingers. Her lips curled.

“I'm sorry but I can't address you by your name, my Lady” Hearing her call me my Lady brought tears to my eyes. This was how I was addressed by my maids when I was a Beta's daughter. I decided to let her be and instead ask what she wanted. “Do you need anything?”. She raised her head up and her eyes stayed glued to the bed as she replied to me," Alpha king Lothar sent me to you. I am Rosaline, your new maid”. My brows arched in surprise at her words. Alpha Lothar sent me a maid? What for?

I blatantly said. He raised one of his eyebrows in surprise. “A queen? So you’re a princess or something?” “Yes,” I straightened my shoulders. “I’m the second daughter of King Romeo Verlixe. I am Princess Rosalind Verlixe of the Faerie kingdom.” He cleared his throat and uncrossed his arm when he learned about my real identity. “And how will our marriage help you in becoming a queen?” “I won’t get into the details, but I need to find my mate and complete the mate bond to be named as the queen. This is my father’s ordeal for us sisters. That’s why I can’t let my sisters complete the mate bond before me.”

a third, excited maid with straight black hair and a pretty delicate face asked while scrubbing Luna's arm. "We are already behind schedule, so her regular hairstyle will have to do. Now, shush and concentrate on bathing the princess. The Royal Designer will be here soon with the princess's dress," lightly scolded the maid who was working on Luna's hair. "Lily, the jewelry for the princess has arrived, and the Royal Designer is about to throw a tantrum and is demanding the princess's presence." Delivering this message was a fourth maid who stuck her head into the room. Once her body was clean and smelling like coconut and vanilla, Luna found herself in a white fluffy robe and was presented b

I meant the kick I gave to him earlier. " Adam go strain her and part her from him, specially her legs and , Hany go kill him at once "he said the warrior stood up sighing from his aching wound yet he Ironically said " ha kill who, me , and part us , the faithful lovers , how evil!?" Hany , the young soldiers was about to attack when he stopped him " wait , just for the memory which princess is she exactly " Hany said while laughing " she is the princess Muons , the darkened King's fiancé , didn't you know"

Rosalina. To be continued…

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.

If we want to have some peace finally returned to our lands, your safety is the most important thing to the world of supernatural creatures as you and I. Now all I could do was stare at her in confusion. Did she mistake me for someone? But she did address me as the ruthless princess. Were there more princesses around the world? “I am sorry madam, but you have the wrong person. I have no idea what you are talking about, and I am sure I can not help you.” That smile on her face still did not waver! What the fuck is wrong with this woman? Either she is crazy, or she is crazy evil, one way or another she is crazy, “I am sure I have the right person standing in front of me. After all there is onl

for later, if I see him. "Hello, we'd like to request for our schedule," I asked the woman in charge. "Name," The old woman said with her right brow raised. Looking at us with a scrutinizing look. "Rose and Lisa," Lisa said and my eyes bulged, looking at our surroundings to see if anyone heard her. "No record of Rose here, only Lisa and Anna for the newcomers," the registrar said, and looked at both of us with an impatient look. "It's Anna and Lisa, my friend here just forgot my name," I said sheepishly, laughing it off as a joke.

Rosalie wasn’t wearing heels now; she had a pair of white converse sneakers on with a pair of bright pink overalls. It was comical because his wife was 5 foot nothing and Selena was 5’11. “I could speak to the chef who cooks our meals about adding something for you. But I’m sure what your preferences are…” Rosalie extended an invitation yet to Roman’s ears it sounded like she was telling Selena to fuck off.