Novel & Cerita Royale High Outfit Ideas

Of course, its the Prince. He was strikingly handsome, tall and broad, though his outfit was out of the ordinary. He's wearing a black velvet suit jacket over a black shirt and black trousers, the same colour shoes. It's far from what royals usually dressed. Most of them believed the colour to be worn only during funerals; another superstition was attached. Celina never bothered to understand it. She imagined that most royals wouldn't be able to let that one go. This Prince was quite confident in his identity, which was admirable.

“Normally a princess would wear pastel colours and a Queen Darker colours, put you still have a very innocent feel but you can fight like a warrior.” “I really don’t mind about the colour – I just need to be able to move in the dress and be able to dress myself. I really don’t want someone else in here dressing me.” “That’s good to know” Evie wrote another note. “Jay are we doing your clothes to match, I was thinking similar to the kings but I will make them more manurable too, did you want any weapons concealed in your clothes, That will be harder.” “No, its socially acceptable for me wear my weapons on the outside, so I should be right.” said Jay

An off-white ruffled fabric hung on Mai's left hip, accented by gold lining and two gold chains with a tassel hanging from the front. 'Not completely masculine but also not too feminine. Just the right combination of both, which matches Mai.' Observing the rose design etched onto Mai's outfit, not to mention the quality of the material, Maria realized that, 'Yep, this set definitely came from Red Royal Queen’s Rose Princess collection.' "Oh, and I didn't come alone! Julian, get over here and stop hiding behind me!" fussed Mai, followed by a cute squeak as a blushing adorable boy with ombre purple hair and big citrine orange eyes stood in front of her.

SOMA We eventually reach, and I’m overwhelmed by the many options. It’s a gigantic leap from having only the same outfit to being forced to choose something new for each day. Thankfully, I have Jade on my side. She’s worked long enough in the palace to know what’s fitting for royals. She selects items ranging from pants to jeans, dresses to gowns, robes to jackets, boots to heels, and many more.

It would indeed be unwise to let my jealousy towards the Princess slave ruin everything we had. As I made this decision, I felt a fresh sense of determination arise within me. I took great care to choose the perfect outfit to make amends with King Zahir. The attire that caught my eye was a stunning gown crafted from the finest deep blue velvet. The fabric hugged my curves in all the right places while cascading down in graceful folds to cover my feet. The modest yet elegant neckline was adorned with exquisitely delicate lace that accentuated my fair complexion. I felt confident and radiant as I put on the dress, ready to approach King Zahir and prove my worth. It was time to put my shallow f

his outfit was a tight-fitting long-sleeved top and long pants, they were black with gold trim, a golden dragon emblazed on the chest of his top. “You’re forgetting a piece” Kealy called out, holding up a black cloth that was folded. “What on earth is that?” Rex asked, walking towards Kealy to get a better look. “It is your flowing cape of course!” Kealy responded, holding the top of the cloth, giving it a flick, it unfolded into a long black cape. “You’ve got to be bloody kidding, with that hanging off me, I am definitely going to look stupid” Rex wailed. “Part of the royal outfit, not negotiable” Kealy said with a stern voice, motioning Rex to rotate so she could add on the cape.

he smirked. Inside the box were new outfits—matching ones. Royal blue and silver. The material shimmered faintly like it had been woven with magic. Mine was tailored like a sleeveless gown split into flowy pants, cinched at the waist with silver cords, and adorned with a fine chain that ran across the shoulder to the hip. Cassius’s version was a sleeveless tunic that cut across his chest diagonally with fitted trousers and the same silver embellishment. We matched. I should’ve rolled my eyes or acted nonchalant. But instead… I smiled. Wide. I loved it. Not just the outfit, but what it symbolized. We looked like we belonged to each other.

Equally imposing, the young prince possessed a powerful physique wrapped in thick leather armor, heavy furs, and dark woolen garments crafted from the harsh northern lands. They looked nothing like the refined nobles of Hypesion. Instead... They embodied raw strength. The kind forged through survival. --- Suddenly— The massive doors of the banquet hall opened. A royal guard announced in a booming voice, "Her Highness, Princess Kiara Ashten Hyperion..." "...and Marquess Dane Hens Chalde!" Every conversation ceased. All eyes turned toward the entrance. Marquess Dane entered first. Gone was the traditional noble attire. Instead, he wore a newly designed three-piece black suit adorned with elega

The thought of Aunt Eliza walking here doesn’t scare me; the fact that she might force me to go downstairs in my PJs does. “Fine, I am getting out of bed. How much longer will Daxton be?” I ask and a second later, the water gets turned off. “I’ll be done in a few minutes.” I walk into the walk-in closet to grab some clothes and I giggle when I realize that I no longer have to wear a uniform. However, I feel that as the Royal Beta, I need to have some formal attire to wear to meetings, visits and whatnot. It takes me a few minutes to find the two-piece suit I bought after leaving Shadow Valley Pack. I wanted something new and unconventional for myself.

I was wrong… She power-stand up instead. “The dresses… which color do you think will look better on me?” She asks, holding out the two ball gowns that looks somehow identical in styling. “ Ohm… the wine red?” She makes a face, squinting her eyes at both dresses. “ Nah! I will go with the navy-blue. It speaks royal.” “ I doubt that. When you talk about royalty, red is the color. It’s Stormhalt coat-of-arm color.” I suggest.