Royal Engagement Mga Nobela at Kwento

It feels like they have gotten close. "First, you must officially announce your engagement on your coronation day. Second, give me cute grandchildren as soon as possible. So, I won't be lonely retiring alone. Third, play a game of chess with me once a month." "I don't know what your deal is, your royal highness, but I pledge my loyalty to meet your condition." With that, the words are out even before the coronation. Everyone was shocked when the rumors of the merciless King's engagement to a lady from the domain he had obtained for the past quarter month.

The day of the engagement soon came, and it felt so surreal, but it happened. During the engagement, I said a little prayer in my heart for Edwina, for being so stupid to miss this opportunity because if she hadn’t done something so stupid, I would have never had the opportunity to witness this day. I hoped that she would do more stupid things in her life so that people like us, who have no royal background, can get an opportunity like this.

Denzel walked outside and spotted Janelle standing by the pool. Arms folded and staring at nothing in particular. He still couldn't understand why she would go on with this charade. She might be his cousin's fiancée, but he still knew her to her finger prints. She tried to sound excited in announcing her engagement but she wasn't such a good actress. She must have sensed his presence because she turned around and smiled. He walked up to her, handing her a glass of wine. "Tell me you're not a witch."

I deadpanned, feeling a chill run down my spine as the hairs on the back of my neck rose, the thought of what was playing out in my head imbuing me with such horror that it was impossible for me not to recoil. I was doing the right thing, I had to be. There was simply no other option. “T-The council registry? Your Highness?” Igor squeaked, rearing back like I had slapped him hard across the face. “Set the date for my royal engagement to Olivia in three days.” I finished coldly and watched as the man’s blonde eyebrows damned near rolled to the back of his head. My best man looked at me like I had gone mad.

The Royal Crimson Bar lived up to its reputation. Creatures of the night and humans mingled as they raised their drinks to the air and danced to the beat of the bustling music. The night hasn't yet reached its peak but humans flocked to this place without regard to the safety code the World Government established to protect them from the creatures of the night. Fifty years ago, the world dramatically changed after a phenomenon struck it with the revelation that the creatures of the night really exist and not some type of fiction that could be read in novels.

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.

A lady walked up to the royals, her brown braided hair, swaying slightly behind her as she moved. “Greetings, your highness.” Helen bowed in respect to Prince Andrew, who said nothing in response. Excited to see her handmaid again, Amelia forgot about what she intended to say to the prince. “You are back!” she exclaimed. “Can we go back to my room? This robe is…” Helen cleared her throat and Amelia realized she was just about to forget her royal manners right in front of the prince. “I’ll lead the way, princess.” Amelia nodded and turned slightly to the prince, who stared at the two ladies in amusement.

Damn it! Ryu, who was leaning on the closed door behind Rhys with his palms on his nape, joined the conversation, “I wonder why the king declared such all of the sudden,” He slowly strolled towards Rhys’s sitting figure and bent his back down to read the scroll with her. He actually wore that freaking attitude. Yeah, he unerringly smirked. “Days from now, they will hold an engagement party at that kingdom, huh, both of your presence is needed.” He informed.

He said while lifting his hands. "I don't want to calm down Adrean. Where am I?" I asked loudly. "In my palace." He answered Softly then looked away. "What do you mean your palace?" I asked seriously. "Where is she?" A woman's voice asked. The door was opened by a man in golden armor, he looked like a royal guard. An older woman walked in. She looked very beautiful, but what caught my eye was the diamond pendant that had the royal seal of one of the feared, rich kingdoms in all land.

Valery said washing her hands. The Left Guardian walked in and she smiled. This man was a loyal man. She had known him for decades and yet he never betrayed her or the palace. “Oh, hail my Saintess and Mistress!” he praised as he knelt down and crossed his arms. “You may rise,” she said and he did so. “You look more beautiful and refined mistress,” he said and she smiled. “You know how to make me smile all the time Guardian. Why are you here?” “There is an invitation that the royal family sent one month ago and since you are now awake, how should we deal with it? I never gave them a reply.”