Royal Tutor Novels & Stories

(Advisor Leonardo) Royal Advisor Leonardo, or his full name Father Leonardo Delarno were actually a representative that were send by Church of Light to 'Help' the Royal family. Whether King Roberth want or not, he had to confirm that his plan not yet spoiled, because if it did, then King Roberth not only have to face Duke Merrica Wrath but also The Church wrath, Because he promised the Church that the Northern land will become theirs when the Duke dies from being killed by his wife, in the bandit's uprising. Now that the bandit was gone, his only hope was his hypnotize sister.

Plus, I imagine there’s some sort of royal advisor who will mentor her on how she is and is not supposed to act within the palace walls, on the grounds, in public. The funny thing about that is certain protocols are a natural given. Yet as my gaze slides to Nick and I study his strong profile, his thick neck, his set shoulders, I can see past all the customs and procedures he is required to follow and easily deduce that he’s probably thought the exact same thing I’m currently thinking. What a riot it would be to have a kid scooting her way from this room to that, from the kitchen to the study to the living room. One of the many, many, many living rooms. All styled uniquely, individually, and

Finally, he buried himself deep and came hard, flooding my pussy with thick ropes of royal cum. He stayed inside me for a long moment, breathing heavily, then pulled out and stood up. “Get cleaned and dressed,” he said, wiping his cock on my thigh. “Your etiquette training begins in thirty minutes. Prince Viktor and Duke Harlan will be your instructors today.” He left without another word. I lay there for a moment, cum leaking from my pussy, when I remembered the mysterious message from last night. The King is not who you think he is. The real power lies beneath the throne. Look for the black rose today.

It was too bad he apparently only used it to deliver scathing comments. Tucker shrugged. “Royal decorum isn’t my thing, Bennet.” The prince didn’t reply to Tucker’s comment. Instead, his gaze hardened as he looked up at Harper after letting his gaze sweep over her form in a similar fashion to the one she’d used to appraise him. When he met her eyes, he gave her a lazy smile. “You’re younger than I expected, and prettier too. You should consider makeup and doing something with your hair.”

"Will you recognize the scent once you’re near this ass?" "Yes alpha, I won't forget that scent as easily!" he said, while looking down avoiding my eyes at all costs. I handed him the invite with an evil smile. I will find that soulless demon and kill that creature myself before tearing it to pieces to send out a message! "Get ready, we will be leaving at six sharp! Please wear a tux as the council will be there to monitor the function!" "Nick, do you think that this vampire might be a royal?"

I packed my few things and said my goodbyes to both my parents and Eliana who couldn't stop crying. There I was taken under the best teacher who was well respected and known. I trained day and night to perfect myself. The first few years were very hard, but I got used to everything and in no time it turned out to be simple. There I had a few women who approached me and warmed my bed. But upon graduation, I was surprisingly summoned by the royal palace. It turned out that they were in need of a young new Steward and my teacher chose me among all his students.

It wasn’t his fault he was born of royal blood, and all I have to do is carry that with him. “How about my son here, Thomas?” King Ricardo suddenly perched. I heard two different things that moment. Coughing and laughing. The coughing was from me and Thomas, and the laughing was from Althea and Keith. “I’m sorry, what?” Thomas, who was in front of King Ricardo, almost drowned in his water. “Thomas is a likely suitable partner for Ruthy. He is of royal blood, he has the looks, the brains and the manners. They would rule Rinovea marvelously,” King Ricardo added.

The air carried the sweet, heady scent of life in full bloom, mirroring the profound joy that had taken root within the royal family. In the royal training courtyard, sunlight streamed through the open arches, illuminating the soft grass where Prince Aether Draven, now five years old, stood with a small wooden practice sword in his hands. His dark curls bounced as he swung the blade with enthusiastic determination, mimicking the forms Lucien had shown him. His golden eyes, flecked with delicate silver, sparkled with concentration and the bright curiosity that defined him.

"The child's presence is amplifying natural capabilities in ways that suggest extraordinary potential once birth occurs." Aldwin's clinical approach to royal magic felt reassuring rather than intrusive. His decades of service to royal households had taught him to balance genuine expertise with appropriate respect for royal privacy, making their sessions informative without being overwhelming. The castle staff's acceptance of her authority created an environment where royal life felt natural rather than artificial. Head Groom Marcus ensured that horses were always ready for royal travel, his weathered hands and patient demeanor suggesting someone who understood that reliable transportation wa

Reed Jace solemnly said: “And your etiquette teacher is Edward Moore, deeply knowledgeable about court rituals of various countries, known as the ‘Master of Ceremonies.’” Leo Grant continued: “Your history and politics teacher is Robert Hale, an experienced official in governance and politics. He is known as the ‘Political Genius.’” Julian nodded and asked Reed Jace and Leo Grant: “I also want to learn horse riding, archery, and martial arts. Who teaches these subjects in the palace?” Reed Jace bowed and respectfully replied: “Fourth prince, your horse riding teacher is Charles Strong, a general with many battlefield achievements, known as the ‘Horse Saint.’ He has extraordinary horseback ri