Royal Choas Novels & Stories

For sure the Blood Star Shaula wanted rest. Chloe turned to the corner and saw the two cocooned Lou Brothers. She then remembered Pensin Lou whom she killed. Her thoughts were cut off when a Kryst entered from the side of the throne's stage and said in a loud voice, "Announcing the presence of the Royals." Queen Elisa was the first one to come out, coldly looking at them as she sat at her throne. Chloe and the others bowed at her and remained bowing when they saw a glimpse of a man coming out from the side curtain.

The grand chandeliers above shimmered, casting a golden glow over everything as we stepped into position. Christian’s hand settled on the small of my back, pulling me closer as I looped my arm around his shoulder. His other hand held mine gently but firmly, and as the music swelled, we began to move in perfect sync. The steps of the royal dance were slow, deliberate, every movement designed to reflect grace and elegance.

Neal was still a university student at the capital biggest university. He was in his third year. It was the royal family’s tradition for every prince to marry before he turns twenty-one years of age. The ceremony was arriving for him to choose his bride and the only person he could choose was Chloe. He had promised to make her his in front of everyone. Make everyone bow to her and respect her. A week before the ceremony he decided to surprise her at her house. He didn’t call in advance and just went there. What he wasn’t expecting was to see his girlfriend and best friend making out as if it was normal. He was speechless and couldn’t confront them at all.

“Your majesty the Queen request for your presence in the courtyard for their afternoon tea.” “In the royal courtyard? Alright please lead the way.” The maid took her to the courtyard surrounded by gorgeous range of flowers; roses, daisies, daffodils. Carved hedges depicted strange shapes all around the space. The Queen and the three princesses were all already sitting under the flowery canopy. Were they waiting for her? How long have they been waiting? “Your majesties,” she honored and took her sit. “Spare us the respect. If you can disrespect the queen by coming late then you mustn’t show any courtesy,” the queen snarled at her. “Don’t you know that the Queen shouldn’t arrived before you?”

The fear I felt and the noise I was hearing was making my headache, the friendly man walked to us with a young boy behind him who was lifting two beautiful golden crowns on a white pillow. He stood in front of us then gave a low bow. "Long live my king and queen," he said then got a beautiful crown that was engraved with all the most expensive stones and put it on the king's head, he bowed then got the smaller crown engraved with diamonds and put it on my head, then bowed and walked away with the young boy. "Long live the king and queen!" The people cheered loudly then kept quiet when the king lifted his hand. "Long live your Highness," one man in royal robes said, looking at the way he move

Queen Marjorie asked. “No, I did not. Thank you, Your Majesty.” “Great.” King Arthur smiled. “I know you’re still unfamiliar with a lot of things but with time, you’ll do just fine.” “Thank you, Your Majesty.” Amelia bowed slightly. “You can stop calling us that. You’re family now.” The princess nodded. “That being said, you should get ready to attend the royal academy.” “Royal academy?” “Yeah, we have an academy here for princes and princesses from neighboring kingdoms. You need to attend till you’re made the Crown Princess.”

A few seconds later, the trumpets played and Sir Saint opened the doors. “Presenting, the Royal Family of Wilhem.” King Ricardo was in front, wearing a plain white coat with gold linings and an elegant single-layered silver crown. Queen Josephine, who wrapped her arm on King Ricardo’s arm, was wearing a long, asymmetrical plum dress with her hair in a bun and of course, the same crown King Ricardo was wearing. Behind them, was Princess Althea and Prince Thomas. Althea was wearing a yellow pouf dress that reached her knees and she had her hair in a ponytail. Her tiara set perfectly on her head. Thomas was just as simple as his Father but he wore a long sleeve polo and a one-sided brown coat t

He had to remember that, even if some secret part of him would’ve liked things to be different. He wouldn’t have been the first royal to marry a commoner, but Ava’s past made an alliance of the sort pretty impossible. Was that why he was feeling this burning ache in his throat? Ava looked so beautiful sitting there like that, her long slim fingers dancing over the keys as her confidence increased. Federico recognized Chopin’s Prelude Op. 28, No. 4 but she suddenly stumbled over a note and froze like one of the marble statues in the gallery three rooms away.

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.

"Master Rodger is waiting for you." The rules of royals are too complicated for Chloe, yet, she is bound to oblige. And having no other choice, Slowly and silently, Chloe came out of the room and followed Lady Dahlia out of the mansion. Outside, the huge black Rolls Royce was parked and Snyder was waiting for her. As soon as she reached the car, she felt a deep gaze on her. It was from Snyder. Chloe kept her head low and went inside the car when she was ordered to. Rodger was already inside. Sitting beside him, she felt awkward and hesitated, when,