Royal Mask Novels & Stories

Why is she having a Royal Bath? But, when the outer clothing she'll wear was brought out, Lyra swallowed tightly because she already has an idea. The wear is a former wear for slaves in a particular occasion. The Mask Festival. The Mask Festival is a festival that's done every year in all the kingdoms where people that attends the festival wears a mask on their faces. They do it to honour the traditional god no one sees. If The Mask Festival is being done here on Bloodmoon, that can only mean that a lot of kings will be coming. She swallowed again.

They turned to look when Marco and Sabrina walked toward them and the ones who weren't wearing a green or purple pendant on their collar stepped to the side and dropped to a knee out of respect. “Good evening, everyone,” Marco said, as he and Sabrina walked by. The two made their way into the main room and Sabrina's gaze moved toward the very back, where the King of Orsino sat on his throne. He looked regal and proud as he gazed out at the audience. Seated next to him was Queen Magdalena. She sat with a smug expression on her face, as though she was too good for even her own party. Surrounding the royalty were guards, but also guests. Many of them appeared to be nobles, based on their expens

They were given a golden mask to cover their face. The gold mask is an honor, especially given to the royal guards of the king, queen, and princess. Dale looked smug and sure of himself. He has chosen warriors, who are ruthless and cunning. 'These two humans don't stand a chance ' he thought. Drake and Mason looked amused behind the mask. "I am itching to teach this fae a lesson about how to be humble," Mason said excitedly. "Don't kill them. My father-in-law won't be happy" Drake said with amusement.

ADELINA'S POV My heart was racing and pounding against my rib cage. Viktor stopped as if he suddenly remembered something. He reached out for his breast pocket and finally pulled out a blue mask which matched his suit. A mask, "Is this a mask ball?" I asked. "Yeah, I almost forgot." Viktor chimed before pulling out a light blue mask decorated with silver and small gemstones, contrasting his royal blue mask decorated with gold lines. My brows furrowed, the others we walked past didn't have a mask on or would they put it on before stepping into the room.

" What they deserve is Prince Serin courting Princess Roxsana for a month then let the lady decide if Terrius really does have feelings for her." I declared. Terrius finally lifted up his head and nodded indicating that he might take my advice. " Right, the Queen wanted a few words with all of you and to drop by the throne room before the ball started. Oh! And the Princess wanted me to give you guys these." The Palace Guard then hands us 4 masks. " I had to find the right color to match your suit since the Princess wants it to be perfect. " The Palace Guard huffed. " It's a masquerade? When did that happen?"

The makeups must be expensive,it just meeting Queen Dowager,I don't know what will happen when they were to meet the king They are just too….. I saw everyone bow so I followed. From what I learned,you bow when you meet a Royalty and don't maintain eye contact with them,so I lowered my gaze. "You are all here,welcome to the palace," A soft voice said calmly. I almost raised my head. It took me effort not to. "I will inspect you,and I need you to tell me your names." The voice instructed. I smelt a refreshing flowery scent hit my nose and I can't help but inhale.

The frantic thrum of my heart seeming unbearably loud, reminding me that I’ve lost all my rights in this place. “Shouldn’t the royal masks hold when I’m twenty?.” Chase’s face darkening, and he takes on a sardonic tone. “Father, I just turned eighteen.” “Pushing nineteen. Your marriage has to happen as soon as possible.” He retorts in a tone that’s not to be argued with and I notice Chase's expression turning frostier. The Royal masks is a party hosted by the royal family when a crown prince wants to take a wife. All the seven kingdoms are gathered to fest and merry and to watch as he marks his mate and seal their bond.

“Anyway, I prefer to be modest this way.” “Well, it’s your call,” she shrugged her shoulders and thereafter pulled an item from the vanity table, “And the last touch is this.” I took it from her hand and wore it without the need for a tie. Lord Mage Aizen had wittily imbued magic on the masks so that they wouldn’t fall off our faces. “His Majesty won’t have any difficulty recognizing you, Your Highness. We are sure of it,” one of the maids exclaimed, bearing pride in her eyes. The second one giggled as if she knew already my appearance would affect a certain lengthy muscle of the king’s.

C6: A NEW DAY AT THE PALACE Searching, her eyes wandered till they landed on a masculine tall man who stood out amongst the other soldiers he took regal strides as he walked to a seat one like a throne at the other end of the hall. He wore a black royal robe, his face was masked, there was something off about his silver coloured mask; she couldn't see his eyes, one thing she needed for confirmation. One thing was certain this man before him screamed danger whereas she was comfortable with the stranger.

A man in a silver mask stood before me, sword dripping scarlet. That beggar writhed on the ground, clutching the hand that no longer bore its fingers. The others, shrieking in terror, scattered like startled rats. The masked man inclined his head to me. Before I could speak a word of thanks, he turned to leave, vanishing into the night. Only a single royal gold token remained where he had stood. … The days slipped quickly by, and at last, my wedding day arrived. I wore my bridal gown, my adornments few and plain.