Novel & Cerita Queen Y

Now you both are free to leave! After they both left, I started to get myself ready for the dinner held by the Queen in that human honor. She's not an important guest to me, but an important guest will be there soon. She's none other than Selena Rowan, the only daughter of Sir Rowan. We're not mates, but because I couldn't find my mate yet, and I doubt I ever had one, she's the perfect choice to be my Queen. She has the reputation, the family name, and political power, not to mention that she's kind of pretty.

Anyone who looked at her would think she was a he. Callum flipped over the photo and read the woman’s profile on the other side. “Hayden Queen, 28 years old, ‘eldest son’ of the chairman of Queen Enterprise in Jensburg. She is now the president of Queen Enterprise after winning the trust of her father, the chairman. She is taciturn, highly effective, and her hobbies are playing basketball and horse riding.” “Nana, is this all the information you have?” “Yep, that’s all the information I have. It’s more than enough. All you have to know is her first and last name, how old she is, and where she lives. If you want to know more, you can find out for yourself.”

She didn't look to be much older than Mare but she was slightly taller and that advantage made her look down her nose as she spoke. She took a step into the hall and Mare fought back the urge to hug her arms around her body. Did the hall suddenly turn cold? "What is it that you say?" Vallezarii asked. Mare's eyes snapped to his face. The tone of his voice... "Your Baryn concubine will not sully the queen's seat..." "There is no queen." "Her memory leaves on..." "There is no queen!"

The large oak tree stood tall before her, catching sight of Alexander and Demetrius smiling on one sight as their happiness was doubled when they heard the news of becoming father, while Merlin stood with Elliot, Andrew and Sargent. As they come to a halt, turning around to face everyone, Ronald' s voice carried across the grounds, "I'd like to introduce to the world, The Goddess, Queen Inári Merlin Elamite- Venetia." Immediately, there were screams and cheers, her gaze flickering as she saw so many clapping with excitement. Ronald turned to her before he gave her one last hug, walking away down the line to join Katherine. Lifting her gaze, she could see the rays of the midday sun being shad

The young queen's eyes scanned the grand hall for the voice, her gaze darting between the now-familiar marble pillars and crystal chandeliers that cast a kaleidoscope of colours across the the large place. Suddenly, she spotted a familiar figure –July, standing by the entrance with an air of quiet confidence. With a burst of excitement, the queen rushed towards July in a speed that would put the speed of light to shame, flinging her arms around July in a tight hug, lifting her off the ground, completely with ease.

A subtle smile tugged at the corners of the queen's lips. Stacy's form trembled with each jolt of the car, but she maintained her poise, not budging an inch as she continued to scroll through her phone. The voice of authority reached her ears, causing her eyes to lift and lock onto the queen's unwavering gaze. "Stacy," the queen's tone was firm yet compassionate, capturing Stacy's full attention. "Yes, my queen."

Ysabella ultimately decided to go. Everyone in the room could finally exhale a sigh of relief. The previous hour had been so tense that they thought the runway, which was used for the catwalk, would be a catfight arena. They were relieved it did not happen. All of the staff members were relieved that Clarissa was able to maintain her composure and act so gracefully. She was so composed the entire time that she didn't even raise her voice when Ysabella attempted to provoke her. But even before Ysabella left the room, she shouted “Remember this Clarissa – there is only one queen here in BC Models. And definitely, that’s not you. It’s me!”

Elena whispered. Ava opened the box. Inside was a small key. A photograph. And a letter. Ava picked up the photograph first. Her heart stopped. It showed her grandfather. But he wasn't alone. Standing beside him were three people. A young Marcus. A young Ava's father. And... Isabella. The Queen. Ava looked at her. "You knew my grandfather." The Queen nodded. "He was my mentor." Ava looked at the photograph again. "Then why did you become the Queen?"

She remembered Eli’s words from the day before, squared her shoulders, and tipped up her head. “Ladies and men of Yewforia, hear me!” the queen demanded. “You have been assembled here today to bear witness to the meting out of punishment. A serious crime has been committed against the crown! Today, I, your queen, Rona, Empress of All the Lands East of the Galacial Mountains and Queen of the Provinces South of the Compazional Sea, will seek your assistance in determining the fate of a criminal, not because I cannot perform this task myself but because your Princess, my daughter, Katrinetta, has asked that we bring this villain before you so that his fate is determined not just by the crown bu

"Tell me, 'Voice of the King.' Do you remember the rose garden? Do you remember the girl who cried because she broke a string on her lute?" "I don't know what you're talking about." "Abigail." The name hit the room like a cannon blast. I stopped breathing. The silk screen felt like a thin sheet of ice. "The Queen died in the fire," Kael said. His voice was low. Uncertain. "We all saw the body. It was charred. Unrecognizable." "We saw a body," Vance said. He stepped forward again. He didn't wait for permission. He reached out and ripped the silk screen down.