Princesses Rosalina Novels & Stories

When I saw who had sent it, I ran back to my study and began to read it very carefully. "Dear friend," Roland began the letter so that if it was intercepted, no one would realize it was an investigation we were carrying out. "I hope your days are being pleasant because the news I'm sending you from the capital is not good. It seems that the castle of the first princess has been burnt down, and no servants have escaped. The rumor is that it was the princess who committed this atrocity, but I don't believe these rumors, as there are witnesses who say they saw the princess in the emperor's palace during the event, and the bodies of the servants had sword wounds."

But I guess that it’s normal now that he is the king. Especially that he is the king. Liliana and Nora suddenly stopped in front of a beautiful noble lady. She has black hair and green eyes. Her lavender-colored ball gown looked expensive that I was already having seconds thoughts on whether she’s a noble or a royal. “Princess Rose.” She curtsied and I almost followed her as well, but since my status is higher, I simply gave her a nod. “I have always wanted to meet you. My name is Gwen. I am Adam’s fiance.”

I pick up the last cookie in my plate and shove it in my mouth at the same time Ally Rose is replacing Yvette on the stool she just vacated. "Hey handsome," she greets with a saccharine smile pasted on her face. Wisps of curled hair that was deliberately slipped away from her ponytail frame her face and vibrant violet eyes. Her breasts are straining generously against the fabric of her mini dress. She is beautiful like an enchantress. And always overtly sexual. She's the kind of girl I like to flirt and have a great one night stand with. But not now. "I'd like to be alone, please. Go back to Jeremy or whatever."

one of them said, his tone rigid. I smiled coldly. The next moment, my hand swung, the sharp crack of my slap echoing in the hallway. "I am the king's future wife," I hissed, my voice dripping with venom. "I am Vincent's Luna, open the door immediately." They didn't move. Not a single one. Their silence burned hotter than fire. My face went pale with fury. I could feel eyes watching from nearby corridors, servants, soldiers, guards, all seeing me, Dane, the future queen, being denied entry like some unimportant stranger.

She was interrupted by Christian. "Please, what about her? I know she is the queen, but what I still do not believe is Isabella being married to King Xavier." Christian dropped his mug of coffee. "If I must tell you about her, you have to come with me to your bedroom. I think while you sex me, that will be easily done." Bianca is trying to deceive him. "Young lady, you amaze me with your words." "How on earth do you think I will easily fall for this? Do I look like a fool or a womanizer?" "Moreover, you are from a town where you barely hear about Isabella." Christian is outsmarting her.

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.

I started, but she cut me off by lifting her hand to my face, and the only reason I didn't slap it away was that she was royalty. "No. I don't listen to outsiders and to people like you. I believe that you have knowledge about my engagement with the prince but, nonetheless, you came onto him!" "Where's your proof of that?" I asked, now folding my arms to control myself. "Oh, I will... I do have... I want to hear you confess with that mouth of yours!" I laughed and shook my head at her. Of course gossip would start about Sebastian and myself, I had been expecting such, but Princess Naomi had no proof. She just wanted me to fold at her presence because of her title.

She was no longer a Princess, and it would have done her well if all of them remembered that. "All hail, Princess Aelanor Gaelemariel of the House of Zauarn," Jamim bowed, "and Lady Nimuel Saeltheriel of House Franirinth. I trust you are in good health, and spirits?" "Gods, Jamim. Surely you don't talk like this with your human neighbors?" Aelanor rolled her eyes, "They would not have an ounce of doubt as to your insanity, or indict you as a foreign spy. "I have my orders from the Queen that I would not let the men know of my truth, so if it pleases my Princess, I'm mad as hops to meet ya!" Jamim boomed.

Garry turned his head to ask the young princess behind him, yet the pair of jet-black deep-set eyes never left Judas. "I'm okay. Please put down the sword. Don't fight," Rosalina said, placing her small hand on Garry's big one as if trying to calm Aldous's general down so that the latter would sheath the dangerous weapon back. "If I remember correctly, which I am, Princess Rosalina was born in poor health, so she was into reading and literature study more than sword fighting. She is fond of peace and not violence. I suggest you listen to her and sheath that sword of yours, General Garry," said Judas.

The lady in a red dress stated. "Let them." Alfonso stated. All of the guards stop then went back to their places to guard the castle. "What do you need?" He asked. "First of all, I am Roselinda and she's my cousin, Eula. Both of us are Fox Witches." Roselinda stated. "We know that there is a princess here with a powerful power. She needs to be watched because she is the target." Eula stated. "She's the target by the man named Socrates De Lore to destroy this world and also the Dark World." Roselinda said.