Royal Merchant Novels & Stories

He was only the first. As soon as he finished, another merchant was escorted into the lounge, followed by another, then another after that. It wasn’t long before the spacious hall was filled with the kingdom’s most respected merchants, each hoping to leave a lasting impression. The lounge no longer looked like part of the royal palace. Instead, it resembled a grand exhibition where the finest treasures from across the continent had been gathered under one roof.

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.

-Vincent- After dropping Evelyn off, I went straight to the new house I had purchased for Evelyn. And I couldn’t be more happy to know that Tony was able to convince the King of Norrustra to do the same. The Royals Mansion is the most luxurious, safest place any person could buy a house from. Before anyone can buy a home here, an extensive background check has to be made. Not only that, but they also need to be part of their exclusive club called The Regal.

“You’re still alive. That’s a good sign.” “Barely,” I muttered, wincing as I touched my ribs. He grinned. “Welcome to Royalty College, bro. Now the real war begins.”

Royal Steel a multinational company that had set foot in every field. Tech companies to Automobiles, Gaming to Jewellery companies. Its fierce roar could be heard in every corner of the vast business world. The king of the Jungle. She took her steps toward the Building. Her hands tucked in her pockets and her coat hung around her shoulders like a cape made her look majestic. Her every step made some employees feel agitated. She looked at them like a Monarch looking at her subjects. Because now she had turned from being a crown princess to an Empress.

A middle-aged man with a high temperament appeared at the entrance followed by another four men behind her. Carissa’s eyes narrowed. She didn’t have to guess. These five people were the Royal Packs Leaders. Their aura was combined and Carissa couldn’t help herself from backing away unconsciously. Her pupil shranks as sweat rolled down her back. She was a princess from the Hunter’s Royal Tribes indeed. But, faced with these aged people in front of her made her confidence swayed slightly.

Not until the evening, when I closed up shop and started walking back home to get ready to go to the bar for my shift. I took the long way through the marketplace. It was busy, louder than usual, and I figured there must be a festival or something. Turns out, I was wrong. People weren’t celebrating. They were gathered around a platform, where three royal officials stood dressed in silver and blue—the colors of the palace. One of them was reading from a scroll, his voice loud and slow, so even the old ones in the back could hear. “The first Mate Games in over a century…” he said, and suddenly the air felt strange.

“That is ridiculous, Cel’theren. What is so special about this one?” Beats me. I merely shrugged, folding my arms across my chest. “Guess you will have to find out, Baron.” “Well, color me intrigued.” He pulled out two more coins and set them beside the others. “But if she ends up not being worth it, I am getting a two-coin refund.” “Deal.” Footsteps echoed up the stairs, and another VIP emerged. A Merchant Lord, though I could not for the life of me remember his trade. Something about spices? Or rare metals? I did not care enough to place it.

He was the merchant who imported Swedish champagne, and asked me to help him get the pretty drink to the Lycan king, hoping he would secure a contract to supply his goods for the marking ceremony. “O…okay.” He said, and rolled off the bench on which he sat. “Let’s go.” I led the way and the fat merchant followed me slowly, until we got to the empty space where we could talk without being distracted. “Andy, I was hoping to tell you that your clothes are nice. You look as noble as the Lycan king himself.” The merchant, Matie, held the pillars of the staircase and gently rested his large back on it. “Thanks for the complement, Matie.” I smiled and lowered my voice. “Do you still have the Swedis

**** They sat at the Conference room that's already fill with most of the Shareholders and Board of Directors. The Prince sat at the head of the table with Mami by his left, follow by the king beside her. Most of the shareholders of the company are the immediate and extended Royal Families. Their great great great grand Father build it to support the royal family, and every child that is born normally get 1% share. The Emirate Group serves as their main sources of income, with the Prince serving as the CEO until the next Prince is of age to take over the company. "Who are we still waiting for" Mami whispers as she tilted her head towards the Prince.