Room For A Prince And Princess Mga Nobela at Kwento

My eyes travel around the room now that I'm finally able to take a good look inside Prince apartment. Before me is quite spacious living room, and the rests are the simple but modern kitchen and dining room, styled in a mixture of industrial and contemporary. The apartment only consists of one bedroom. "Wow." I'm already liking the air here. It feels comfy but at the same time energizing. "Did you arrange all of these by yourself?" "With the help of a friend," Prince says, walking behind me as I stroll further inside. "I need a space where my mind can be creative but where I can relax too."

Prince Michael is the first to realize they have company with them in the room he opened his eyes abruptly as he hear sound of foots in the room he stood up his eyes look to the door he pull back perplexed not sure of what the situation was he gazed at them not sure what was happening he felt a hand touch his on the bed he flinch a little and turn to see what it was “the princess” he look back at the people in the room standing few feet away from them, he look back again to the princess and suddenly realization dawn on him, he had spent the night together with the princess on the same bed and got caught by the royal family

It's kinda' annoying but since they'll guard me outside the room except for one knight, it doesn't matter. "The princess is entering" announced by the knight when we reached the specific room. I looked around when I entered the room. It was surprisingly cute. Every walls are soft including the floor. 'did they put a lot of pillows?' It's just like my play room at my palace "greetings your highness/gweetings yow wignesh" the kids greeted me and bowed politely. Seems like these kids were taught by their parents and nannies how to pay respect. And It's funny how they tried so hard even though some of them can't even pronounce words properly

I walked into the ballroom, all alone with no one by my side. However, my eyes zeroed in on the Prince. He had a lot of people beside him. I could recognize him because I had seen some of his pictures. He was known as the retarded and useless Prince. He was the last son of Alpha Damien and he was disliked and suppressed by the King, his uncle. However, I frowned in the next second at what I saw. He had a lady hanging onto him. I was surprised that no one had come close to me, to invite me to see the Prince.

It was me, myself and I. “I am Princess Zisealer of the dragon people and I have recently mated with royal beta Brum.” Look at me trying to cling onto the little title I had, reminding me of what I had lost— a home, family and I felt as if I had lost my dignity too. “We are pleased to have you Princess Zisealer, where is beta Brum?” The king asked, my heart drumming harder, my hands clenched into fists at my sides. It took everything in me not to shake so bad.

I march downstairs and into the living room where Enrique is sitting with Marco while my dad’s in his study and my moms probably smoking a cigarette somewhere. “Fine I’ll work for you. However you’re not gonna make me do stupid chores like get lunch, coffee or do your laundry.” He looks at me confused. “ Princess I would never make you do those things. I’ll treat you like the perfect princess you are. No stupid chores.” “Really?” I ask completely taken aback. “ Of course my princess deserves nothing but the best.” He walks closer to be and I back up until he has me pinned against the wall. I look over to Marco for help but he’s too busy on his phone to care about anything.

I wanted to be anywhere but sitting at that table. “My apologies to my lovely companion,” Jack bellowed for the vampires at the end of the table to hear, “I was so occupied with our very special guest, Prince Mandrake of Kurr, that I neglected to see to her wardrobe. Please join me in making her welcome at this table, for she is perfect just as she is. As for tomorrow, it is my sincerest hope that one of you lovely ladies will see your way to introducing my princess and love to our Dresser.

She stared at his back, her body heating in embarassing need. 'what is he going to do?' Freya asked, sounding excited, rather than bewildered. Of course, Freya was excited. She was always excited when it came to Adrian. "Amelia, the princess' room is next to yours and the prince's room is opposite to yours. Why don't you show them their room." Her dad said and Amelia nodded. "Sure, come on princess." "Just call me Rian... please." The princess said, looking shyly at Amelia and Amelia nodded at her.

"Mira! Bianca! Do you remember the story Sienna told us when we were kids?" Mira paused. "Which one? 'How to Elegantly Abuse Your Stepdaughter'?" I said urgently, "No! The one about the royal family's secret! "18 years ago, the queen gave birth to twins, a boy and a girl. The princess was born with powerful magic and was seen as a bad omen, while the prince was sickly and wasn't expected to survive past his first month." Bianca's eyes lit up as she added, "Are you saying that, to hold onto the throne, the queen abandoned the princess and hired a wizard to use dark magic to keep the prince alive?"

He chuckled and squeezed my hand, giving me comfort. _____ We ate. The food was good. Although, Princess has been busy inside and just came out now. "Arabella? Please, come. Let me show you to your room," I was so excited and curious to see another part of this luxuriousness. So I got up, leaving Prince who was busy with his phone. I followed behind the Princess and walked through a stunning hallway. There are four doors on each side of the hallway. We entered the last room on the right. It was an enormous, luxurious room. It has everything a standard room will have but, like the house itself. Everything screams money.