Queen's Necklace Persona 5 Royal Novels & Stories

She seemed to be watching Skylar’s every move, and then her eyes fixed on Skylar’s chest, lingering over the necklace that I had given to her. Vanessa was smiling, but I could see the hunger in her eyes. She kept staring at Skylar’s necklace—the Princess Victoria Rose rare and expensive jewelry piece. From my intel, I knew It was the final piece Vanessa needed to complete her royal jewelry entire collection, the very one she had been obsessed with for years. Too bad for her… she was never going to get it. I saw the exact moment Vanessa lost control. She couldn't help but reach out, her fingers grazing the necklace as if admiring it, but I knew she was trying to test its authenticity, to conf

Then, he turned his cold gaze to me. “Talia,” his voice cracked until his gaze landed on my necklace. “Take off the necklace,” Jason ordered. “It belongs to the royal family. I’ll help explain everything to the Alpha King for you.”

“Is the agency keeping the rights that comes with the Masked Queen, are we going to have a new Masked Queen now that you’re leaving, do you know who it will be?” Letting out a snort, she replies. “Wow hawk-guy, looks like there’s a lot on your mind.” She chuckles and I force a small laugh along with her. “No, they’re not going to have a new Queen. It was a hard, long, and gruelling fight but I was able to retain the rights of the Masked Queen. And yes, at some point I will reveal my identity but right now, it’s not that time.” “F**king wow!”

“Let’s just search everything. But have you seen what just happened earlier in the judgment? The captive’s necklace?” I was nervous upon hearing what they were talking about. So I dig up into the necklace on my neck and touch it. “Aren’t royals only, just like Prince Dracu, can possess that object? Why it is the captive has one? Does it mean---?” Given the fact that I am still nervous, the moment they talked about me, made me moved a little bit. Unfortunately, I happened to bump into the large box made from wood, beside me. “Who is that?”

she replies. The Queen watches her in the mirror, her expression thoughtful but proud. “You will be ready when the time comes,” she says calmly. Outside, the footsteps return. Closer this time. Heavier. Not hurried in joy, but driven by urgency. A murmur rises in the corridor. Low voices. Sharp whispers. Still, inside the chamber, no one pays attention. “Bring the jewels,” the Queen orders. A servant rushes forward with a small carved box, placing it carefully on the nearby table. The lid opens to reveal rows of glittering pieces, gold and gemstones catching the morning light.

She was wearing something that reminded me of what the ancient Egyptian Female Pharaohs wore in the pictures of our history books from school; a headdress made of gold with stone accents, and a very revealing white dress with gold trimming. “Hello mistress. My name is Stephanie. I am here to take you to the King. He has requested your presence.” Her voice was soft and very friendly. It was almost alluring. “Can we trust her?” I asked Koa. “I say we don’t trust anybody. We already know there’s witches about and putting spells on shit or even us. Tread carefully sweetie.” Koa still on guard ready for an attack. “Let’s play a game then shall we?” I smirked at my thought and I’m pretty sure I sa

It was truly the ancestral necklace that had always stayed on the neck of the Luna Queen anytime that I had visited court. But a thread of caution wove through me. A skilled craftsman could have replicated the design. So I felt around the necklace and there I felt something that I had been checking for. I placed pressure on it and the secret compartment in the necklace opened to show the slightly worn picture of the Alpha King and his Luna Queen. It was the same picture. I had been opportuned to see the Queen open it once. It wasn't common knowledge. So this necklace had to be the real deal.

He leaned down, bending the arm he was using to support himself, drawing closer and closer to her body. Feeling him draw near, Sarah felt as though she’d found a lifeline; her other hand immediately wrapped around his neck, refusing to let go. “Help… help me… sniff…” Her soft, boneless little hand aimlessly rubbed against the back of his neck, and a wave of heat swept through his body. He narrowed his eyes dangerously, his obsidian-like eyes glinting with dark desire. Hearing Sarah’s unusually open and direct invitation, he finally tore off his mask of indifference.

She wants to be near the Queen always, to touch her, to claim her as hers, but she can’t. She is just but a mere doll, and the Queen belongs to the King, whom she is certain would have her head on a chopping block should he learn how she feels about his Queen, and what they have done. Yuelan hides a smile at the blonde cuteness. The red stain on her cheeks makes her very alluring. Unable to help herself, she reaches out to push back the strand of hair blocking the girl’s view. Which she gently tucks behind her ear.

“Mother, how have you been?” “I am great dear. I’m glad you came early, I have something for you,” the Queen said. She followed the queen to the salon room where she found a nice white and sky-blue attire hanged on the hanger. Of course, it was meant for her, no one in the whole of Qarth dressed like her unless they wanted to. “Thank you, it’s beautiful,” she said touching it. “I knew you would like it. Wear this when the party starts.”