Royal Birthmark の小説・ストーリー

Xander nodded positively in reply and signed him to stand up. “From now on permitting us to serve you, Royal Highness. I am giving my words that I will serve you with all my loyalty until my last breath,” he stated again. That sign of blood wolf was the birthmark of the royal blood. All members of the royal family get their unique mark, which bears their father’s identity too. So Xander’s birthmark cleared all the doubts and I found them quite happy seeing their Younger Prince alive. “Hail to The Younger Prince, Xander.”

I paused and stared at Cone to scan his emotion at my expression of his father, but he was rather attentive to what I was saying. "I am very sure that the late Emperor would have made advances of getting rid of him or would have made research about him before taking him in" I reasoned and mentioned my words slowly so as not to provoke him. "Every child of the Royal family has a birthmark. Something like an arrow. It could be in any part of your body. A natural imprinted signature by the Almighty. Arnold's is imprinted on his back while mine is here" he shifted the material on his shoulder to make the signature on his neck visible.

“It’s Aris. We have a problem. A big one.” A pause. I could hear the tinny, anxious sound of her voice on the other end but not the words. “No, she’s stable for now, just a faint… but that’s not it,” he interrupted, running a hand over his face. “When I was examining her… I saw it. The mark. The crescent moon birthmark on her shoulder blade. It’s… it’s faded. Almost imperceptible, but it’s there.” My blood ran cold. A crescent moon birthmark? The symbol of the Moonrise Pack royalty was a crescent moon. It was on their banners, their seals. Was it also a literal birthmark on their princess?

“Maybe things will change, you will take your mate’s accept—“ His eyelashes flipped, then he shook his head. “No! No! I mean you would be accepted into the royal family if you’re confirmed to the lost Princess Reina.” For a second, my cheeks reddened with a blush. He was trying hard to control his wolf’s desire for me such that he got to say his mind before realizing. But about the royal family, I was doubting. It sounded so strange in my ears. I have a crown birthmark on my left arm but till today, I’d been thinking it had no major significance. Without saying anything, I pulled off my veil, flinging it over, then proceeded to unbutton my robe from the side. As I was about to pull it off, I

I followed Ronan as he rushed back into the autopsy room. The healer, with trembling hands, used forceps to part the rotten flesh on my chest, revealing the stark white bone beneath. "There's a mark on the skin over the chest!" Next to the heart, on a small, inch-long patch of relatively intact skin, was a tiny, crescent-shaped birthmark. In that instant, Ronan's blood ran cold. He recognized that mark. It was the Moon Mark I was born with, once considered a blessing from the Moon Goddess herself.

She collected all the reagents and equipment she would be needing to dye her hair and went to the bathroom. The colour of her hair was not the only thing she had to hide from the public and Alpha Kai. She also had to hide her Royal birthmark. Because of certain discrepancies in the past generations, certain practices were adopted by members of every Royal household in the werewolf world and one of them was giving a special mark to every offspring of the Royal household for easy identification wherever they went.

she shouted, but Timothy didn’t back down and continued to expose her shoulder. “This! Aren’t you curious about this butterfly mark with a crown above it?” She stopped struggling as she remembered the mark she had long wondered about. She had tried asking her mother about it, but all she got was that it served as a guide—a guide to what? “You and your brother both have this, Claire. There’s only one meaning behind it—you are of royal blood. It’s passed down through your lineage. When you’re born, it naturally appears on your body. Your brother’s is under his wrist.”

Edward too liked the name instantly. No one expected Alex to be such a kid. He is not ready to give the baby to anyone. The way he protectively held the baby, showed how careful he was. He was cooing her and pampering her. The way he talks in a gibberish language, made him look so cute. "You can name her whatever. But she will be my princess only. Okay, princess?" Alex asked with a wink and for a moment, Clara felt so jealous. She wanted to snatch Alex from Kiara and doesn't want to let the little rat near her Alex.

He made them her bodyguards, which is quite impressive. "Your highness, the baby is born at a time which is considered inauspicious. As the newborn is the blood relative of the royal family, his birth might create problems for the head of the family. In our case, her highness queen Lola is the head of this royal family, because you are not related by blood. So his birth would bring problems for her" the physician said hastily.

If found guilty the royalty has all the right to put the life of the offender to an end. Uh-huh that was never in her plans. Never. She just wanted a simple and no drama kind of life but ever since she was born her life has been filled with scandals. She couldn’t move. She couldn’t breathe nor blink. She was terrified to an extent of literally shaking. The bowel in her hands was threatening to fall over if she didn’t stop. Her eyes were fixed on the white substance on the purple cloak of a the royal Prince. Not just any Prince. He was known by many disturbing names.