Royal Marriage Act Novels & Stories

“But we’ll have to celebrate with the people of the kingdom anyway. They’ve been sending their girls to me for years and waiting for this day. The people need a celebration!” “They were sending him girls…” I snort irritably. “You didn’t have to mention that! Kays, I won’t tolerate anyone else. One step to the side—and it’s instant divorce and my maiden name back!” “We don’t really divorce,” the brunette laughs, finally starting to get dressed. “What do you mean?!” “Well, divorces exist, of course. But royal persons usually marry only once.” “And what if it doesn’t work out? If you don’t get along?” my eyes go wide.

Kyle whispered before capturing his lips passionately. Axel entered a book section he never thought he would go to before—the royal marriage section. He hoped that books would help him understand his situation more. He hoped he would find things that would help him strengthen his relationship with the king. He chose a book and sat on a leather couch, and he flipped through the first pages and began slowly reading a few paragraphs. He stopped at a page where the title interested him. Strict Marriage Traditions The Royal Family Must Follow. *The bride must wear white on her wedding day.

After all, what were you chanting? "It's a forbidden word that only royalty can use. Many royalties state that these words are used in blessing marriages." Before turning on the light, Arthur explained. "Since I performed some royal chant, we officially became married because the fire from the lamb did not go out throughout this process, indicating that our love for each other will never fade." He goes on to explain further, making things easy for me. I smiled and nodded my head. "So why don't we just make love then?" I inquired since an intimate night with each other follows marriage.

But the thought of it just hit me. She shrugged and got out to her bed and fixed it. “It’s up to you if you want to. If you can, then you will. You can do anything when you love, Becca. It’s a matter of choices and sacrifices. I love Royalties, and it’s been a month since I’m hunting that Prince of Denmark, who happens to be Linus, your boyfriend. I knew the Royal rules as I’ve searched over the internet, his Royal Highness must marry a woman from his race and now that he was back, I’m sure he already meets the woman whom he will marry.”

"I heard something happened… someone said the bride ran off. Could it be true?" "False news, surely. Who dares skip a wedding at the Royal Palace?" The host tried to stall, but as the commotion grew, he had no choice but to take up the microphone and begin the ceremony. "For a thousand years, the Royal Palace has stood—witnessing empires rise and fall, guarding the flame of civilization. But today, for the first time in history, its grand halls are dressed in wedding decorations to celebrate a union of love and prosperity. "Please welcome the groom, Mr. Nick Hunt! And the bride, Ms. Khloe Roswell!"

he murmured, his hands tightly wrapped around her. The maid was surprised at the sudden act from Ralph, but she returned the hug, feeling a sense of comfort in his arms. She knew that Ralph was in love with her just as she was, but they could never be together because of his position in the Royal family. It was prohibited for a Royal member to marry or have an affair with a slave, it was the same crime as committing treason in the kingdom and anyone how gets caught would be hand till death.

Edric’s hand tightened around mine, like he knew the ghosts I was staring down. Then came the announcement. “As per the law of the realm,” the Chancellor said, “the union of our sovereigns shall be honored with a royal marriage ceremony. A celebration lasting two weeks, hosted across the entire kingdom—gala, feast, hunt, and sacred moon rites. Every pack will attend. Every kingdom will recognize.” There was silence. Sharp. Heavy. And then, a flicker of magic shimmered around us. A subtle burst of silver and gold—the bond sparking again.

"You've chosen wisely, brother. Such an alliance would strengthen both our kingdoms." Within a moment, Alexander drafted an official letter that echoed with royal authority. The ink flowed fluidly as he laid out the news: a union between the powerful realms, symbolized by Allegra and my engagement. This bond would weave a tapestry of political strength and personal love, culminating in the promise of a royal wedding.

Yet a relief flashed across his psyche as he no longer had to harsh on his daughter. The Royal had their own distinct cultures when it came to claiming their mate. It was their ancient traditional law that the king would have to get married before claiming his mate as his wife. Thus Damien urged to arrange the wedding ceremony as fast as possible as he was truly doubtful about his mate's whirlwind emotions. Brian hopped beside Viona after excusing himself from the discussion and whispered incredulously, " Vi, don't tell me that you have further plans in your sleeves. I can't believe that you conceded so fast. Did he somehow manage to claim your heart successfully? "