Royal Cat Game Novels & Stories

Royalty Unleashed. THE END!

Stacy finally reached the destination. She paid the cab and as soon as she turned around, her breath hitched. The royal hotel certainly lived up to its name. The hotel reached the sky as its glass windows glittered in the moonlight. Inside of the hotel lit with golden lights giving it a royal vibe. There was tight security and she saw many armed men standing surrounding the building. She had never been to any royal suits before. But it seemed very unusual to have this many armed men.

I felt my fingers tear through my hair before my eyes settled on the brilliant gold crown that was resting in the show glass propped up in the corner of the room. I exhaled noisily, snatching the crown from the carpet of red and fitting it tightly on my head before pushing through the double doors into the quiet brick-walled corridors of the Burning City Castle. “Ragu! Ragu! Where are these damned guards?” I bellowed impatiently, watching the group of maids that turned the corner dash away before I could think to call out. “Your Majesty! You called-” The frail-looking wolf that looked more like a corpse than anything whispered when he appeared before me and I took a moment to glare him down.

She nodded slightly before peering deeper into the store. " There's an arcade game at that corner over there. Want to play?" " Uh... Sure. " " You have a penny?" " A few coins." We walked over to the arcade and she slotted a coin into it and soon the arcade popped to the life. It was just a regular game, nothing fancy, but she looked good at it. " You know how to play?" I asked.

Now all Akana wanted was for him to close it. "I wear the royal title Rial Cariad. Royal consort. This makes me royal. I thought priests of Aevitism learn some general knowledge? Or are you trying to say that Eitir doesn't have the status required to have royalty?" The silence laid thick in the room, and as no one had anything to utter, Akana continued.

His life had been upended just as surely as mine had, and he had every right to be upset, but if he was, he kept it to himself. If there was one thing I’d learned from this whole royal thing, it was that being a Crown Prince was a lot like herding cats. Except that the cats were dignitaries and nobles, and instead of herding you’re trying to wrangle them into carriers. They couldn’t seem to agree on anything and were a constant source of headaches for all of us.

Neal instructed them to leave and while they were alone, she came out of the blankets and began to inspect the clothes. “The royal tailor department made some clothes for you. They are still not a lot but you can wear these for now,” he said pointing to the ones on the tray. “Thank you. You are well prepared.” “I have to.” She applied body cream on her body first before putting on her lingerie. After that she put on the floral black gown and covered herself with a white robe finished with a golden chain on the front. “It’s beautiful,” she said. “I’m glad you like it.”

I stood up as I picked the white piece of chess for all to see. “This is King Philip, these pawns, rook and knight are his soldiers, the bishops are his decoys and his queen is his throne.” I stood up and pointed at the black king. “And only this king is Westoros. Let me teach you something important, pride comes before a fall. You may not be aware but Philip is a very desperate man that can sacrifice all his pieces to protect his king and queen. If you think your winning then he is winning.” I said as I scattered all the white pawns.

Finally, I stepped in close, close enough that she had to tilt her chin up to hold my gaze. “You want a deal? Fine. We’ll burn Celestino down, brick by brick.” My voice dropped, colder than steel. “But don’t mistake this for trust. You’re a weapon to me, Caterina. And when weapons break…” I leaned in, my breath brushing her ear, “… I throw them away.” Her throat bobbed as she swallowed, but she didn’t flinch. That fire in her eyes only blazed hotter.

I refused to be a mere decorative figure and was willing to face the challenges that arose. I found support from people who believed in me and in my ability to overcome challenges. Nicholas, the commander of the royal guard and close friend of Prince Alexander, became a loyal confidant and a guide during this transition period. His wisdom and impartial perspective helped me navigate the complexities of royalty, keeping my authenticity intact.