Royal Engagement Novels & Stories

“I know we just got engaged, and talking about this may seem too soon, but we need to set a wedding date.” “How far from now.” “The sooner, the better. As a royal family, we don’t stay engaged long.” She blinked a few times. “Um, okay. What did you have in mind?” “A May wedding.” “May?!” “Well, two May weddings.” She shook her head. “May, as in the Month that comes after April.” I chuckled. “Yes.” “Why? Why so fast?”

If she didn't know, then it wouldn't be true. Except she was already at the book. “The Law of Princely Marriage: The royal heir, be it male or female must wed of noble blood. No other suitors may be entertained.” “No,” she gasped, but the words stayed the same. Frantic, she pulled her phone out of her clutch and googled the law. It was a real law. There were no repeals. All Orsino marriages were of noble heritage. The latest one listed was between King Carlo and Lady Magdalena Dunhill.

She swallowed, her body suddenly remembering its previous weakness. "No, you are not." Rebekah grasped her face. "You are not." "What would getting married to him do? It would only turn mother against him and she could hurt him even more." "Depends on when she finds out about it." Rebekah grinned. "Have you been gone so long you have forgotten the custom of your own home?" "What are you talking about." "Polygamy is forbidden here, especially in the royal family. They see it as a sure way to ensure an heir is produced. So female or male, royals are only allowed one husband. You can't marry another while your first is still alive."

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.

"I think it was just a week remaining for the engagement, on his way to Abuja he meet Nuwaira on the plane, that's how he fall in love with her at first sight as he said" Just listening to the story makes me cringe. Is that even possible? "Nuwaira is from Adamawa state, Fulani by tribe...." "That's why the prince looks like Fulani, his fair skin, nose ahhh!" I exclaimed clapping my hands "and also his curly hair". "Yeah, was a true Fulani, wait until you see her pictures". Sultana answered laughing. "Do you have it around" I asked already eager to see it. "Most of her pictures are with him and some are with the king you'll see their resemblance once you see it".

Adam Watson inquires of Caroline Knight, observing the array of gifts, ornaments, dresses, and dry fruit boxes placed in the living room by their servants. "We are Royals, Watson. How can you expect us to come empty-handed for the engagement ceremony?" Caroline responds with pride, emphasising the significance of their status. "Engagement ceremony?" Adam and Rose had not anticipated the Royals initiating the engagement ceremony on the same day. "Yes, we would like to fix the engagement ceremony today. After all, the next week is the marriage. We don’t have much time to do all this later." Adam is taken aback; the sudden acceleration of events catches him off guard. He contemplates the implic

Well that would be a story for another day "I hear the first son is in charge now. Royal, the ladies man. Any woman would be lucky to be his, even though some people speculate that he is gay because they've never seen him publicly in a relationship," she said, and I almost laughed. She had a point, because Royal had never brought any woman home. "I heard he got engaged last week to some lady, but no one has really seen her face. I think he did something, because I heard the proposal was public. Well he tried to kill two birds with one stone," she said, and I cleared my throat.

My heart was aching so bad and I wanted to go home and lock myself inside my room. Royal stood up and hugged Ria in his unexplanable smiles. I had never seen any smile like that. Everyone clapped their hands and some of them stood up like the two newly engaged got an award. Royal slid the engagement ring on Ria's ring finger and he kissed her with all of his heart. Just like I said, it's too impossible if Royal was in love with me. Look at him, Raphaela. He looked so in love with Ria. Methaphorically speaking, his heart was floating in the air while yours was drowning in the deepest trench.

I was free then but now…… “Milady… Milady… Milady… “Reena was screaming from the yard. I groan what is it again? “Reena, what the…. “the opened the door in haste, she tried to catch her breath. “it your…. It your turn… Now and…. “breath Reena, breath, what is it?” “His….. “ “His Majesty, The King” I gasped when I heard the announcement, Reena gripped my hands. “That's it, Good luck “She then dropped my hands and left “Reena what are you……? “

“Julian is… entertaining. The typical story everyone would like. But Rowan?” I paused deliberately, rolling my eyes in a flirtatious manner. “Rowan is legacy.” Camilla blinked. “Legacy?” “He’s literally royalty,” I said. “The second son of the English royal family. That’s not just a regular status… that’s history.” Chloe tilted her head. “You don’t even like all that royal pressure stuff.” “I don’t,” I agreed. “But If it is with Rowan, it's different.” Julian is best for attention, but Rowan wasn't the type to get involved with it.There was something far more compelling about someone who carried weight quietly. He held himself like he didn’t need anyone’s approval. Which meant winning his at