Royal Shop Of Young Lady นิยาย & เรื่องราว

The room was simple but elegant, with all of the golden-touched bookshelves on every corner and paintings of the past royalties on the wall. "Long time no see." My eyes quickly darted towards the person who spoke. She was standing next to an office desk, wearing a black wrapped around dress with a grey feather scarf around her neck. She wears a tiara on top of her head, making her look even more beautiful, looking like a twenty-year old lady, she's definitely even prettier than me. I quickly curtsied. "Her Royal Majesty."

Now all Akana wanted was for him to close it. "I wear the royal title Rial Cariad. Royal consort. This makes me royal. I thought priests of Aevitism learn some general knowledge? Or are you trying to say that Eitir doesn't have the status required to have royalty?" The silence laid thick in the room, and as no one had anything to utter, Akana continued.

“You three sneaky bastards. You already ordered clothes for him? Fine we are going right now. But if they are ugly I am burning them and buying something else.” Lucien chuckled again. “They are not ugly. Trust me. Now go. And Rowan… be good for us.” I blushed hard as I hung up the phone and Varynia immediately dragged me toward the escalator again. We reached the Royal Designer store and the moment we walked in a tall elegant woman in a black suit greeted us with a polite smile. “You must be Rowan,” she said. “The Varyn order is ready. Please follow me to the fitting room. We have prepared several pieces based on the kings’ specifications.”

The Royal Rose was one of the most exclusive tea rooms in the city, a place where the wealthy and the connected gathered to see and be seen. The décor was all pale pink and gold leaf, with crystal chandeliers and fresh roses on every table. The clientele was almost entirely female socialites and heiresses and the wives of powerful men.

After being forced to donate my blood to Zachary Doolithe, my wife Anna Lang's childhood sweetheart, I died in the small quarters that she had personally decorated for me. Before I died, my five-year-old son ran to the main quarters and begged Anna three times. The first time, he broke in and said that I was vomiting blood. Anna scoffed. "I see he's improved his ways. He's even taught our son to lie." Then she ordered the servants to take my son out. The second time, he knocked on the door and said that I was already beginning to convulse in pain. Anna tutted. "I only asked for a little blood, didn't I? It's not like I cut out his heart. Why is he pretending?” The servant stepped forw

After almost a minute, a single leg steps inside, for a moment before the person appear. She stood by the door for a minute, head hell high, as her gaze travel directly to one person. She then started walking directly towards where the royals are sitting down. She majestically walk with grace and power. Her head is held high like a true Queen, looking directly at one person with lips curve to a smile. She wore a simple Ankara gown with a rose gold color Alkaybba which is following her at least 5 meters behind. Five maids by either of her sides follows behind also dressed in a marching attire.

Is this what she meant by hiding one’s self? “This tea party is so grand too. There are two princesses in attendance and there are several distinguished young ladies from the capital. I never expected to meet Lady Borisque in person. I am so honored. The dresses from La Borisque boutique are always of the best quality so I’m always rushing to buy them. I had to save to buy the deluxe release but it was so worth it!” “I’m grateful for your compliments” the lady smiled.

Too much spoiling but I loved every inch of it. "We're here. The royals' design!" Zenith cut me off from my train of thought. I saw an elegant boutique, with brick walls that were carved with paintings. A wide door, an arch in shape, and black in frames. Three wide windows where you could see beautiful dresses displayed inside. In the human world, there were mannequins. Here, they were hung gracefully on wooden hangers for shoppers to see. We went inside and immediately noticed a slim woman measuring a white ball gown on the table. "I've been waiting for you, our Chosen Maiden!" without glancing at us, she recognized me at once. Of course, wolf scent.

I smelt a refreshing flowery scent hit my nose and I can't help but inhale. "Lady Agatha Danbury" That came from one of the ladies. "Lady Catherine " "Lady Violet "Lady Silvia "Lady Winter The flowery scent got closer and closer and I knew it was my turn soon. I felt a presence in front of me and can't help but lift my gaze "Lady Courtney "I maintain eye contact with the Queen Dowager and she looked nothing as I expected,she looked too young to have given birth to a King Her hair was bound with hair pins and jewelry. She looked really beautiful and she had a small smile on her lips.

We had worn a disguise as well. It had been Rhein who told me that the royal family had a special shop for everything. Here we could be free without any disguise as they wouldn't reveal our presence. He had given us the directions and of course, the guards had been told so we were led straight there. The boutique was bigger than anything I had ever seen. There were different choices to choose from. It was a bridal shop and it was almost as if they had been told of my coming because all the finest dresses were already on display.