Royal Tutor Novels & Stories

"You lied about your mother." I couldn't respond. "You weren't trying to deceive me." His expression softened. "You simply don't know the truth yourself." My stomach twisted painfully. He continued before I could deny it. "I was raised inside the Royal Palace." That caught my attention. "My tutors taught me more than politics." He slowly sat back down. "We studied every neighboring pack." "Every powerful bloodline." "Every royal alliance." "Every extinct clan." "Every prophecy." "And every forbidden phenomenon recorded throughout history." A chill ran down my spine. "The palace archives are older than most kingdoms."

Akana used the word Primus, the Relevian word for the headmaster, hoping to sound more respectful. "Virtus Scolaris is known to receive royalties from all over the world even if the kingdoms are rivals. What do you think would happen if the other kingdoms found out that you do not seem interested in protecting the royal students from threats? " Akana suddenly felt a warm breath against his ear and a slimy voice that reverberated in the room. "You're not of the royalty, my dear." Akana had wondered when the priest would open his mouth. Now all Akana wanted was for him to close it.

Just pure sincerity. "I think I should leave now. Have a good night." He looked at me with his radiant dark eyes, melting me bit by bit. "Have a good night as well, Ophelia." * * * "Being the crown princess means you will be the future queen of this kingdom. And being a queen is not just about the title. A queen is not just the king's lover, but a lifetime partner who would share the responsibility with the king. So you must know how to be a ruler who loves her people. A ruler willing to hear her people's voices," Mistress Celestine explained.

Proud men like Federico di Altavilla e Portanova didn’t take rejection well, and her rejection of him had been particularly cruel. Federico led her through a wrought-iron gate where an aide was waiting. They talked briefly before the man led the way to a suite of rooms down a long, marbled corridor. The walls were lined with generations of the Royal family… all their eyes seemed to be following Ava as she walked soundlessly by Federico’s side. The aide opened a door leading into a private lounge. The furniture was modern and, although the palace was centuries old, somehow the mix of old and new worked brilliantly.

" Prince Percy shut the announcer as he walked into the Royal castle of the Andersons. The royal castle is a 5-storey building that covers 13 acres. The castle has fifty rooms that include the royal ballroom, the meeting room for the king and ministers of the kingdom, the king's palace, a royal mall, royal dining, The royal rooms, the throne room, The king's office, the queen's room, and the royal emergency hospital. Percy ignored the royal bodyguards that followed him into the personal elevator made for the royals. He was there for a purpose and with the way he rushed out of the elevator when he got to the third floor, one would think he had come for a fight with the king. "The prince is...

How could she? For Sylen, he had assumed she was acting on a crush she had on him as her previous trainer, from when she was a younger teen. It was quite normal for ravens to have an infatuation with one tutor or another, although it was never, ever advanced or acted on, and she... she was the younger princess. The Queen would have his head. He had sworn an oath to protect the royal family; as the head of the Commander of both the Royal and Noble Guard.

I looked up at him, glaring daggers, and he shook his head, muttering under his breath, "Royals." "You didn't seem to complain much about one joining your own pack," a playful female voice teased in response, coming from behind me. It made Marcus stop in his tracks. "Luna," he said in surprise, "Well.. I didn't know about it at first, did I?" She laughed softly in response, moving to his side, our eyes finally meeting. I gasped, as hers glowed in that familiar, royal shade of purple, for just a brief moment.

“And how could we thank them then if we do not know them?” He shrugged his shoulders and replied, “The Royal family wants to keep their privacy and identity and I guess we could give them that instead, in return to the good things that they are providing us.” As I give a thought of it, he is right… It is the decision of the Royal family, and it is already an honor to be under them and we shall be grateful for their kindness towards us. However, the fact that Raven never told me about this thing considering that I am a mate and his Luna puzzles me more. I do not know if he forgot to tell me or he deliberately did not bring it up and intentionally did not tell me. He has been keeping too much

"Deary, we are going to the Royal Throne Room. Usually we need an appointment to go there to talk to the royals, but because Prince Anthony sent you, we will not get in trouble. She looked at me kindly, grinning as she talked. She was a considerate old lady. "Who are the royals?" I asked, looking down at my feet. I felt I should already know these things. My father did not know a lot of history. My tutor said a great deal of things were forbidden for mortals to talk about. Ms. Maria must have felt my concern as she squeezed my hand, lifting my head gently.

"This errand is under the orders of his Majesty. So, to his Majesty, we shall go!" "Hey, wait … Cecil!" With my arms pulled, she walked rudely towards the entrance. "My position has been reversed, huh. We are doing it in your room?" "Certainly that's also good Allan-sama. When at it, shall we study political science slowly and carefully in my room?" She sure is hard, but no matter I will get you, woman. "No, no ... it's fine" Since I belong to the royal family, they put heavy emphasis on my education. Cecil is also my tutor.