Royal Preparatory Academy Novels & Stories

And that too so easily. "I don't want to regret anything in my life, Alex" She pecked his lips. "Let's get ready fast or else, my princess will kill us," Alex mumbled and took a new parcel to Clara. She was so happy to see a long red gown and he had the same colour tie to match his suit. His efforts always made her special. Both got ready and came down so quickly. Rachel wore a red and black gown which was sweeping the floor and she looked like a Disney princess in real life. She jumped and hugged her mom and dad with a huge grin.

Chelsea squealed, her response eliciting various stares her way, to which Bliss only gave her an eyerole. The exams soon began under the watchful eyes of the invigilators all who seemed to have hawk eyes. Several students were sent out of the hall, for varying degrees of examination misconduct and malpractice. Bliss had immediately focused on her papers, her expression, serious as she dealt with her questions. Royal College was considered one.of the best institutions in the country as it was one of the unity colleges in the country as such their examinations were abnormally tough so as to sieve out only the cream of the crop who could represent the school and the country as a whole in any ra

"Princess, be nice to Mommy. Or I'll call Prince Archibald and tell him you want a playdate." "No!" Aurora gasped. "Archie eats glue! He's gross!" "Then eat your eggs," Jackson commanded. The spoon fell back onto the table. Crisis averted. "Everyone ready?" Jackson checked his watch. "The motorcade leaves in ten minutes. First day of the new semester at the Royal Academy. I want no lateness." "Do we have to take the armored convoy?" Mia complained. "It's so embarrassing. All the other kids arrive in normal Bentleys."

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As they crossed the courtyard, Seris between her brothers, the morning sun rose higher above the royal palace, casting golden light on their path. The royal heirs were stepping into a new era. One filled with shifting, power, and the bonds that would either hold them together—or test them in ways no one could predict. The morning air was crisp as the royal convoy pulled up to the gates of the Lycan Academy. Even though the school grounds were already bustling, the arrival of the royal family turned heads instantly. It was Seris’ first day of high school.

Decreash Imperial Palace The castle was quite tense today. Ragaleon was in a terrible mood and had suddenly decided that the whole royal family will be going to the Kingswoods. The servants were trying their best to hasten the preparations, getting all the game sets ready and preparing the royal carriage; everywhere was simply chaotic. This was the atmosphere that greeted Micah when she stepped out of her chamber. She was dressed in a yellow sleeveless gown; it had a V-neck, and the collars were sharp.

Queen Marjorie asked. “No, I did not. Thank you, Your Majesty.” “Great.” King Arthur smiled. “I know you’re still unfamiliar with a lot of things but with time, you’ll do just fine.” “Thank you, Your Majesty.” Amelia bowed slightly. “You can stop calling us that. You’re family now.” The princess nodded. “That being said, you should get ready to attend the royal academy.” “Royal academy?” “Yeah, we have an academy here for princes and princesses from neighboring kingdoms. You need to attend till you’re made the Crown Princess.”

"Nick, do you think that this vampire might be a royal?" "Yes, now please get going I still have some business to attend to before this circus of a night!" I said and he left immediately. I remember the stories that mom and dad used to tell me regarding the war ages ago. They told me how they were fighting side by side then the next moment they got attacked by rogues. After the war, our alliance ended immediately with the vampires and we were no longer living in peace with each other. I can recall back to last year that the royal vampire never pitched up for the ball. I always heard these stories about vampires and that the royals were brutal. My father told me that I should watch my back ar

As Helga launches into another tale about a boy who once tried to sneak liquor into the ballroom but ended up expelled, I cut in, desperate for something useful. “Can you tell me more about the academy itself?” I ask as we turn into another corner. The ceilings here arch higher, lit with glittering chandeliers that cast warm light across portraits of men and women dressed in ceremonial robes. “It’s huge. I expected… less.” Given that it’s a royal school, I thought it would house only a handful of students. Those strictly chosen by bloodline or privilege. Yet in only a few hours, I’ve seen over six dozen students scattered across halls, fields, and classrooms.

“ uh they fucking lied about the school date” I guess we have to crack our brain”. “ wait I get it I remembered my grandpa told me that he went to this Academy but it wasn’t named Royal academy, it was called the Elite Academy where only the rich happens to go there, but they change the name, because I think something might have gone bad at that period so they change the name, Nobody might not no what happened back then, but the academy was established in umm 1960” Bridget said “.