Novel & Cerita Royal Choas

Tonight, under the moon, Alina would prove her worth as the princess of the Lycan Empire. A hush fell over the crowd as King Rasso and Queen Camilla stood in front of their thrones. The stone dais on which they stood was etched with ancestral memories and symbolisms, each telling the tale of a ruler past and their ascension to the throne. King Rasso, an imposing figure of regal stature and commanding presence, lifted his hand. A gold signet ring studded with a royal sapphire gleamed on his finger, mirroring the intensity of his gaze.

On the throne sat Chester, wearing a white shirt and holding a feather fan, looking regal. On either side of Chester were the Four Guardian Kings: Golden Lion, Silver Wolf, Crimson Snake, and White Horse. Crimson Snake and White Horse were a married couple. Darryl immediately noticed Golden Lion, Zion Featherstone. Two petite figures stood behind him.

It is not okay to treat everyone else as if they are beneath you. "I do not expect anything of you. There is a curse on the royal line. You have not heard of it because we never speak of it. It states that we remain celibate until we find the one destined for us. The curse is also part blessing as it keeps us from having bastard children everywhere. It is also a curse as we cannot marry for political gain. We can only marry for the love of the one that is meant to be ours." He says giving me a decent smile.

░ The Royal Castle, Hornsey, the Vassethier Kingdom, Edios ░ Friday, July 30, 1255 ░ At 3:30 pm THETIA KESLTE The front doors of the ballroom opened for the last time. The four members of the Kestle Duchy stood proudly in the midst of the guests and other dignitaries. Dressed in the official color, red, they stood out from the other guests. It was a sublime and perfect picture that they represented, everything was harmonious, nothing was superfluous. They almost overshadowed the royal family. From the moment their feet touched the red carpet, the gossip was overwhelming. Since the Kestles were the second most important family on Edios, getting their favor or even their attention was the sole

Mercy tells me which territory each Royal is from. When we make it to the table, the first Royal introduces himself, "Welcome to the Mate Gala. I am Tribrid King Coolidge, and this is Tribrid Queen Olivia. May I get your full name?" "Hazel Grace Jones. It's an honor to meet you both." King Coolidge writes my name on the top of peach-colored parchment paper. His handwriting is stylish and classic. "Likewise. We hope you have a wonderful time tonight." Queen Olivia slides the paper to the next Royal after she writes on it below my name and gives me a warm smile.

Two weeks later, the previous rulers of the house of beauty including Angelo, the new ruler and his twin sister Sophie were all standing at the airport waiting for their private plane to depart to the Skygod household for the top three meeting, they were all putting on white and gold robe, a crystal adorned on their forehead showing that they are royalty, they all looked immaculate, sacred and beautiful, Adonis wore the same royal white-gold robe but he wore a diamond-gold crown to his silver hair whilst the other don't, it signifies the new ruler.

And when he had about enough, he had the idea of running away again until someone stepped into the situation. "Oh my, you're quite famous around here." This person is dressed with the most expensive white cloth with golden highlights that matches his bright golden hair. And he also had an appearance that is not like any other, he seemed like an angel that was sent from heaven. Not many have this kind of appearance in the whole Empire—there's only one family known that can fit this description, and that is the royal family. "The third Prince is here!" Whispered these women. "G-Greetings your highness!" They all paid respect to the man who stood infront of them. But only one person froze whils

Logan Nielsen "Did someone recognise you?" My father asked. "No, I will be fine here." I said as I sat down on the sofa. "Very well, I'll contact you again later. Take care of yourself, son." My fa5her ended the call. My father is the King of Denmark, Valentino Nielsen. I'm Logan Christopher Nielsen, the Prince of Denmark. As much as I love being in the palace, I have to get put of it. Why? There's been a lot of scandals surrounding me lately but all of them are not true so to slowly due them down, I have to go to London to continue my school here.

Rose asked “I also don’t know,” After thirty minutes, we arrived at their pack's territory. We’ve entered a trail of trees, I can smell the wind change and the number of wolves. As we go along I can see a big old stone mansion. “The palace used to be bigger than that, “ Caleb said, “After the human war it was destroyed and this is what is left,” he said. “It was also the same incident that moved the different titles for royals like us. But my people still call my father King and I, the prince,”

“Tesa, this is Morgan. My mate. My future wife. Your Queen.” I didn't introduce Morgan for Tesa's benefit. I wanted Morgan to hear every fucking word. Tesa finally looked at her. Really looked at her. Her eyes dropped to Morgan's hand. To the ring. Then back to her face. She knew. Every body fucking knew about Morgan. And then the bitch smiled. “Hello.” Morgan lifted her eyes. Tesa extended her hand as though nothing had happened. “I'm Tesa. Delta to the royal family...” She paused.