Royal Title Crossword Clue Novels & Stories

Said the Emperor. Russel, the third Prince, expected more praise from the Emperor but that was all that was given to him. He was disappointed. 'Shouldn't establishing a connection with the Ronnenberg Family can help me take the title of crown Prince?!' He was gritting his teeth at the back of his mind.

It was the Day of the Ritual, a tradition for every ruler of my bloodline to prove they are the strongest soul in the land. ​I ran a slow, casual hand through my hair. It was long and as white as a fresh snowfall, a shining symbol of my pure, royal blood. I knew I looked magnificent. I wore a simple silver tunic that was thin enough to show the muscle beneath, catching the rays of the sun like a mirror. "Our king is so beautiful!" "Asher is the strongest!" "He is prettier than all my daughters combined." I heard some of their talks ​The noise was like a physical wall of sound. Thousands and thousands of my subjects sat on the stone benches that rose so high they seemed to touch the clouds.

My eyes widened in disbelief, and I pulled back slightly to look at Claire's mother, wanting confirmation. "Wait! What?!" I shouted, my voice a mix of confusion and shock. "I don't get it. How are my family royalty? I thought Isabella was lying to me, but hearing this from you... I don't know what to believe."Claire's mother nodded, her face serious yet filled with empathy. "I understand, Ava. It's a lot to take in. Your family, your parents, are of royal blood. You are part of a lineage that carries a lot of weight in history." My mind raced as I tried to understand the information. Royalty? It seemed like a far-fetched thought, something out of a fairy tale. I glanced at Claire, hoping for

He's 3 years older than me and at that time he was the one who strolled around me while holding my hands. After that event, we never really saw each other anymore. It's been 10 years or maybe 11 years but he left me a really good impression so that's why I'm picking him as my next target. He's a part of royalty too. His mother was the Princess of Norway. She got married with a businessman and left the palace 2 years after that. I was looking at the menu when suddenly the chair right across me was being pulled. I looked up to see none other than Isaac Calland himself.

“With this, let's begin the first trial of the traitor of the royal family, The Houstchavv XI Crown Princess, Fuschia Mountravven!” The majestic door has closed.

She says, then turn to us. “Meet your Royals, ” she starts to introduce all eight of them to us one after the other. The Princess was the one who spoke initially. She is very pretty and not so friendly, she has long blonde hair and she reeked of elegance. Then she introduced the other nobles at the table and then finally, the second prince. Prince Louis. He seemed friendly to me, as a matter of fact he got to his feet almost immediately and walked towards us, me in particular.

His fingers wrapped around my throat, tilting my head up and forcing me to look into his eyes. “You filthy creature. You're not entitled to look at me or speak to me in this manner,” he gritted out, his face impossibly closer to mine. My heart twisted painfully, and I forced myself to hold back tears. “Why? Are you a Royal?” I managed to ask. His grip tightened. He cocked his head. His gaze blazing. “Yes. I am a Royal and you will address me as Prince Damian Emilio.”

He said. Imperial family my ass! The monarch in this country was long gone! And how did they even know I'm a descendant? Did they scanned my whole body with some advanced equipment or something? I told him he's delusional and that i wasn't the one he was looking for. I showed him my house which was an old apartment with a hole on the roof, creaking floor and smelly hallways. "If i was a royalty or something i wouldn't be living here and should be enjoying luxury, but I'm not, so get out! "

Rory answers me, he's younger than me and Amber but he was raised along with us, and was taught how to help us rulling our species. "I can't take another day without her, I'm getting there tonight," I say, Rory would be staying in the dorms with us, not in the same room or floor as me, he'll be on the floor below us along with all of our security. "You know if you touch her," Rory taunts me, if I touch her without being married the both of us would lose our royal titles, dragons are very old school. "I want to hug and cuddle my mate, it's a modern way of showing love," I say while he laughed, of course, this rule only applies to the royals, the rest of the clan are free to mate whenever they

If looks could kill, Almera would have been buried 2 yards under. All the guests had their own thoughts. The Dulston brothers didn’t think too much. They put down the seating to the fact that Almera had completed the work for the queen. The Ambertons always had a seat of prominence at the Banquet table so, the only people that Thomas’s seat worried were his second cousins and his cousin who was competing with him for the title of the Duke. Dowager duchess narrowed her shrewd eyes as she calculated but she didn’t show anything on her face. “His majesty, Cornelius Richard the fourth and her majesty, Aglaya Cornelius.” The Royal messenger announced.