Novel & Cerita Royal Tutor

Eventually, we reached a massive garden outhouse bigger than my actual home. A royal guard stood outside. Unlike any other royal guards I have seen so far, including Kida and Simon and their crews, these guards wore a deep red suit with the King's insignia, a phoenix-lion fusion with the Valeria Crown above it. "Cadmus," Caelum acknowledged the guard and nodded once, his voice and tone changing. He stood taller, his aura more of a royalty now than when we're together in the Mansion. I still feel sick to my stomach but I mustered every courage to stand as tall as I can, holding my head high, like I belonged even if every voice in my head said I can never belong.

Adapting to the real protocol and the responsibilities that came with the title would not be an easy task. Since I arrived at the palace, I have been instructed on how to behave, speak and act at all times. Each movement was closely observed, and the slightest error could be interpreted as a serious failure. I felt like a piece on a chessboard, with expectations and rules to follow. My royal advisor, the Duchess of Grantham, was strict in her education. She taught me about etiquette, proper manners and court traditions. I learned to walk with grace, to wear crowns and tiaras, and to greet the guests with a polished smile.

She pulled me into an embrace. “What are you doing—” I paused, pulled away, shook my head, and chuckled in amusement. “This is a Royal Cruise, isn’t it?” “No, honey.” “Your Royal Highness,” I addressed Prince Isodore. His smile laced with sadness before he sighed. “You’ve been through a tough time. I understand. Just don’t give up just yet.” I left them. I just followed where the way led me. “Need a room?” I paused. A smile slowly spread across my face. “I guess.”

“I welcome you to Royal academy, it nice seeing new faces. You are to obey the rule and regulations of the school, if you caught sneaking out you be punished. Your uniform and book will be in your room, no girl should go the boys hostel vise versa. Any information will be passed into you, any question” The hall was so silent “ well I guess no one, those people standing behind me are your instructor who will take your dorm” “it up to you” nodded at the instructor behind. “Can you all rise up, girl in one and boys in the other line and line up in 20 in an orderly manner” They all stood and line up and followed their instructor to their dorm. Kate pov “This is your room” the instructor said. “t

Without wasting another moment, and not giving it another thought, Stacy searched for room no 706. As she found the room, she swiped the white card and the doors opened. She entered and saw there was no electricity and saw there was a holder beside the door which looked like the card's size. She put it on the holder and the room lit with light. A smile spread across her lips because it was the first time she entered a royal suite. The room suddenly looked royal. White paint with designer carvings on the corners of the walls. The bedroom was detached from the drawing room and there was an open kitchen. The whole room had golden lights and the couches looked classic with the maroon color. It w

I returned to the academy just in time for the teacher to enter the classroom. This is a supplementary class exclusively for Royal, the most prestigious and famous ballet group at Mailbu Academy. The members of the Royal group are all famous ballet dancers and have won many professional awards. Except for Kaylin, Garrick, I recognize a few familiar faces. Jade Roxaleen, Baldric Herrington and Veronica. If Kaylin was dubbed the 'white swan' of Malibu academy with her ability to captivate audiences, Veronica is the 'black swan' that is both mysterious and attractive.

He was currently teaching me stuff that was more suited for children who were older than me. “I am impressed with how you are progressing in your studies. Your magic is above average as well. I wonder if you were able to do this before, why didn’t you?” My tutor was currently looking through assignments he gave me with pleased eyes. I felt satisfied that he was impressed with how I was doing. But it wasn’t enough. Everything had to be better than everyone. “I was too focused on getting attention from people who will never give it to me.” I was currently looking through a book that had information on the different kingdom with the different royal families and noble families. Over the two mont

She had a pair of glasses sitting low on her nose and her hair was pulled into a tight bun at the back of her head. "My Queen, My Princes, Princess of Atlantis, welcome to the royal Vaults." "Taylor, it is good to see you again." The Queen said as the older woman rose. Everyone, this is Taylor, she is the keeper of the vaults. If you ever need to find anything in this maze she is the one who can help you." "Nanna has told me so much about you Taylor, thank you so much for helping us to day." Kari said. "My Princess, it is a pleasure, I look forward to training you ready for when you are corrinated." Taylor says before bowing again. "Let me take you to the King and his guests."

It would be a powerful symbol of alliance, a declaration that the Blue Tower stood behind Princess Ladia and her cause. Beyond the Green family's formidable presence, two other individuals stood out from the crowd, their names whispered with a mixture of awe and anticipation. Viscount Raphael, a young instructor at the Royal Academy, had recently ascended to the forefront of public discourse. His mastery of close-range combat was legendary, his skills honed to a razor's edge. His appointment as a teacher at the prestigious Royal Academy, the pinnacle of military education in the kingdom, was a testament to his exceptional talent. He was a rising star, a name that echoed with promise and pote

I look at him blankly. “Kael says it’s safer here.” King Alaric’s expression shifts into something that might charitably be called incredulous disgust. “My son,” he says slowly, “is a complete moron. And you’re an even bigger one for listening to him.” My mouth falls open. I’ve never heard anyone speak about the Crown Prince this way. “From tomorrow,” he continues as if he hasn’t just insulted the heir to his throne, “I’m assigning you proper royal tutors. Etiquette, court protocol, languages, history—everything a future queen needs to know.”