Raizel Noblesse นิยาย & เรื่องราว

It was obvious that the princess was displeased with Raziel's attitude, but she tried her best to hide it. She gave him one of her polite practiced smiles. "I am Lyra your highness, the first princess of Crestland, and the daughter of..." "I didn't ask you for details. I only asked for your name." Raziel cut her off, and she gave him a smile which was obviously forced. Raziel smiled to himself. This one was easy. "What are your hobbies your highness?" He asked as he began to eat.

Sparks of electricity come from the points of the pentagram around her. And then Isabelle knows no more.

If she stopped her husband's wayward ways early on, then it wouldn't have come to this. "I apologize for his mistakes. I know it's not enough. But that's the least I can do for the safety of my people. I am the rightful heir to the throne of Magic plane. I hereby exile David Brooks from this plane and leave him at your mercy" Lady Tina hardened her heart and said the words which should be said a long while ago. The change was immediately visible. The magic cast by David around the house disappeared at once. "Mother" Tina's son rushed inside the room hurriedly with a few guards behind him.

Compared to Princess Sonya, who is only the daughter of a Mistress and despised the entire kingdom, Camille and Lily were far more dignified. “If you have time to worry about nothing, it’s better to use it to talk to any single boys here. Go and prepare yourselves for the dance!“ Rosetta commands. Camille and Lily looked surprised, but they nodded their heads. Then that two girls split up. They’re both daughters of Marquess Grasswall, so they have dignity and the best attitude as high as their father’s title. Rosetta takes deep breaths, then passes out slowly. It makes her calms down. It’s a special night, no mess whatsoever.

In stark contrast to Leika's shabby, prison-style appearance, Regina looked like a high-end fashion magazine model. Everything about Regina screamed expensive, elegant, and classy. Her clothes, bag, shoes, makeup, hairstyle, jewelry, and demeanor were the epitome of a true heiress of a distinguished aristocratic family. "Mrs. Sheridan, I'll wait outside. If there's anything you need, the guards will assist you," Aileen said. Regina didn't say anything after Aileen left. She simply sat there with her hand on her chest, staring at Leika with obvious contempt. "Why are you so quiet?" Leika said harshly. "Don't you want to know why I wanted to see you?"

Wow, Nova said, applauding," you’re getting well at theatrics, Noctis. Thank you, Nova, he bowed to her. Chill, Zaria, it's just a game. The fourth person was Valira, the she-wolf. Her perfect hair gleamed, and she walked like a princess, chin up and eyes focused on an invisible horizon. But behind that grace, I caught the tense flicker in her gaze and the way she sized everyone up, as if daring them to challenge her. She kept her distance, guarded, almost as if she believed no team could be trusted with her fate. Great, so many personalities.

His presence quieted the chaos. “Eyes forward,” he murmured, low enough for her alone. “Don’t fuel them.” “I intend to,” she returned, chin high. “You mean to or not to?” “To own the storm,” she corrected, allowing herself a slight smile. His lips curved…faint, approving. “Then walk in, your grace.” Inside the gala hall, crystal light cascaded from chandeliers onto rows of financiers pretending righteousness. Champagne shimmered, gossip sharpened, and the orchestra’s strings sang like nerves. Evelyn walked the perimeter alone; even then, eyes followed, dissecting.

"The blood of the Moon Goddess is strong, and the heart of the maid is pure. You have the right to command the element." She reached up, and a delicate blue crystal bracelet shimmered into existence around her wrist. It was made of impossibly clear, multifaceted azure crystals, bound by silver threads that looked like captured moonlight. "My name is Arriana," she revealed, the name echoing with ancient power. "And this is the Aetheria's Anchor. You must never call me Goddess again. If you are ever in doubt, if you need the swift wisdom of the sky, call upon my real name, Arriana."

With flawless makeup on, I looked straight into the camera and calmly said, "Yes, I'm Cindy, the so-called arrogant and domineering heiress who beat her two brothers and cut ties with her biological father. "For those who want to criticize me, this livestream is open. Just for today, nobody will be banned for anything they say."

“Besides, I can promise no male is going to touch you.” I raise an eyebrow and turn to Kale. His eyes widen in surprise as I grab the back of his head and slam my lips to his. I feel Farrah and the Zachs wanting to interfere, but they can’t go against the Royal Command. I pull away from Kale, who is smiling widely. He holds me close. “My name is Princess Ariella Maria Rosa Zillard, daughter of the King,” I stand straight as I tell them. Their eyes go wide, and they seem to be mindlinking among themselves.