Novel & Cerita Royal

Fuck anybody else! Love, Loyalty and Unending Queen treatment that's what he was going to show her till his last breath.

he asked. "I thought it was Marquees... I may be wrong... Isn't it King-> Prince-> Marquess -> Earl -> Viscount -> Baron...But to think of it, there are no Marquess in the British Royal Family, is there? There is The Queen, Princes, Dukes, Earls and so on... So maybe you're right," she shrugged. "Mmm," he smiled at her. Look at her having knowledge about everything! She is smart! "Is this Charlie?" she asked, shuffling through the other photographs. "Isn't this the bear we have at the office garden? Did he carve it..? With a CHAINSAW?" her eyes widened and her jaws dropped.

The rest of the box is white quartz which has a cavity inside it to hold the pieces. Jessie squeals running her hands over it, then she opens it to reveal the pieces inside it. Which are all in their own little divots in blue velvet cushioning. The pieces are unlike anything he’d ever seen before, the two sets are made of Damascus steel, one in blue and one in gold. The rooks, are styled to look like the bird of the same name, the knights are horses rampant. The bishops are men with mitres on, and carrying croziers.

she picked up her phone. "That is where you get it wrong Vidya, I don't think he is. I saw him hop into a black Nissan, a sparkling one at that, and you know what?" "What?" She was getting more interested in the talk now. "The royal emblem was boldly pasted on the back right side of the car." "Huh?" *** Rina with all nervousness got to the Prince's room and knocked, then waited for a reply. "Come in," the reply came in a rush, startling her. Oh jeez, how was she gonna do this?

Sargis I was emotionless. The heavy fabric of my ceremonial robe was adorned with intricate golden embroidery that seemed to ripple like liquid gold in the light, creating a stunning contrast against the deep, royal purple that enveloped my form. This vibrant hue cascaded dramatically behind me, flowing like a regal banner that signified both honor and the immense burden of my duty. Resting atop my head, the crown was a masterful creation, its sharp edges caught the light in a way that made it seem almost alive, sparkling with a fierce radiance. Each jagged point and gem told a story of power, forged in the deep crucible of bloodshed and steeped in the weight

“You have no warrant! You can’t just storm in here!” The lead soldier sneered, holding up a sealed document. “By order of the Crown, we can. Where did you get this?” He held up the expensive royal fabric Atlas had gifted him weeks ago, soft, embroidered with the royal crest in gold thread. Jacob’s jaw tightened. “A friend gave it to me.” The soldier laughed. “A friend? This belongs to the royal family. Explain yourself, farmer.” Outside, villagers gathered, whispering loudly. “What did he do?”

“For richer and for richer, till death do you part?” “I do” “Do you Vanessa Decruz accept to be the Queen along side your king?” “I do” “Do you Vanessa Decruz promise to serve the country and its citizen along side your king with diligence and utmost dedication?” “I do” “With the power vested in me as the officiating priest and the former king, I declare you Vanessa Decruz, which will be known henceforth as Vanessa Amaan, as the Wife of Richard Amaan and the Queen of the nation”

) his eyebrows raised at him as if he was some stupid man. “¿Tarjeta negra? ¿Qué demonios es eso?” (Black card? What the hell is that?) “¿De Verdad? En serio, hombres, ese es el puto símbolo de los Reyes, y no solo los simples Reyes, es la cabeza de la pirámide. El propio joven monarca.” (Are you for real? Seriously, men, that's the fucking symbol of the Kings and not just the simple Kings, it's the head of the pyramid. The young monarch himself.) He was gaping at his co-worker as if he could not believe someone out there does not know THE ‘Augustine Kings’.

She pointed to the black dress hanging in the farthest corner of the wardrobe filled with colorful dresses. Agatha turned to look at it and suddenly said, "As expected. The Consort has brilliant eyes for things." Athena rolled her eyes, "I just like black, that's all there is." Black will always hide the blood stains of her victims. "And please, don't call me Consort. I have a name, use it." "That's impossible. Lord Alexander has chosen you as his Consort and we, servants cannot disobey the masters." Aria, the other maid said quickly.

He threw back his head and laughed. "I also don't like formalities," He told me after he had recovered. "Adeia and I both hate being royal." "Hate is a strong word, Cisses." "Fine then. Adeia and I dislike having royal blood," He emphasized the dislike so much, I couldn't help but giggle. I liked Cisses quite a lot. From how he stood to how he spoke, he didn't give me much of a royal vibe. I didn't feel like I was talking to Prince but as if I was speaking to a close family member.