Royale High Outfits Novels & Stories

Blaze said looking at his human clothes. Brandon nodded his head in understanding. The people here needed their king to represent their realm always. He cannot be seen wearing anything but the traditional outfit of the realm. Even as a prince, Brandon should wear the traditional outfit of the realm. If either of them were seen in human clothing, it is considered as an insult to the Dragon culture. Critics will start criticizing them and point their fingers at them, claiming that they are not respecting their culture. So always both Brandon and Blaze will be careful to be seen only in the outfit that represents the realm. Mostly the ensemble consists of a tight shirt, breaches, and a long ove

“Over my dead body.” The next day, Roy woke up early, waiting for Bryan to leave for the office before dressing up. He chose his clothes carefully, mindful of Sean’s warnings. He had to dress like a prince because his father was the old-fashioned sort. In the end, he selected a tailored suit of navy blue with a white dress shirt and a matching tie, paired with polished black dress shoes. Roy styled his hair neatly, allowing a few locks to frame his face. He hoped he looked like a prince – a sensible one since what he was about to tell the Bottega pack leader would not sound sensible at the start.

In the Raven Palace, "Princess, we are done" The stylists who came to get Valerie ready for the Coronation stepped aside and turned her to face the mirror. When Valerie saw her reflection in the mirror, she gasped with surprise. She is looking breathtaking. The dress Raphael gifted her has crystals embedded in the bodice, making it shine under the lights. Even though the dress is black, the silver lining under the dress is more prominent than the black color. The dress has Sheer transparent full sleeves. That combination gave an edge to her dress. Belatedly Valerie realized how smartly Raphael thought about her dress. The colors in her dress also represent her birth clan in a subtle but prom

Staring at the dresser mirror, I almost don’t see myself. She found me a maroon tunic with gold roses embroidered at the sleeves and collar, and golden cufflinks at the wrists, black breeches lined with wool on the inside, and long heeled boots. The material and stitching on every item is so lavish and neat, it feels strange that I’m wearing them. In a royal palace. Being treated as something of a royal myself.

Theo clearly understood that it was helpful for me, so he kept playing along with the little game. “Now I have some ideas…” Master Remy began as he examined a traditional royal dress. “Master Remy?” He turned toward me as I addressed him. “I am in a new position that is going to require me to make a million decisions ranging from trivial to possibly life-threatening every second of every day. Would you be comfortable creating a new line of royal outfits for me that are a modernized take on tradition based loosely in my personal style without me having to make any more decisions on it? I trust your taste in fashion implicitly.”

She leaned in with an odd smile on her lips, “I was thinking, how about we wear matching couple outfits next week. Since next week’s club day, we can run a little royalty stall and give out royal items like tiaras and necklaces, to students for free in exchange for them voting for us.” I frowned, “I’m fine with the handing out of free royal items but um…I don’t know about the matching outfits. Isn’t that a little too over the top?” “It’s not,” Toralei replied. “I don’t think matching couple outfits would increase our chances of winning.” Toralei lowered her gaze a little, then exhaled, “Okay. It’s not like I already made the matching outfits” She slowly rose to her feet and said, “I’ll make

I sighed. "We should get up and get ready," I said. Merida had gotten me my Royal Dress prepared. It was a long flowing white dress, with a blue and lilac tartan sash that I would have to wear with both the Royal Crest and my Princess Crest on it. Grant had to wear a black suit and white shirt, and he would have to wear a royal sash of Teal and silver, which were the pack colours, as he was mated to me.

I became a part of it but it wouldn't help me to be what I was before. Making a promise to myself to keep myself to act like a real Queen, I searched the closet for an outfit to wear. Black would give off the vibe that I wasn't to be messed with, so grabbing the first black thing I saw, it was a tight long-sleeved blouse, it would look great tucked into a couple of tight black jeans with a high waist. Looking at myself in the mirror, I nodded at my appearance. Topping it off with a pair of black boots, I felt empowered and ready to take on the entire kingdom. Walking out of the door, I already felt overwhelmed by the sounds coming from the royal dining hall. All of Seven's bloodline, except

I wondered who this person could be. My eyes trailed down, taking in his attire. He was dressed in a magnificent ensemble befitting royalty. He wore a regal robe, its fabric a deep shade of crimson that draped gracefully around his frame. The robe was adorned with intricate patterns of gold thread, adding an opulent touch to his attire. It seemed to shimmer with every movement, catching the light and commanding attention.

They took me from handsome Logan to even more handsome Logan. My suit fit me like a glove, and its royal blue hue exuded a regal charm. The fabric draped beautifully, hugging me in a fitted elegance. The jacket, embellished with delicate accents, framed my shoulders with a confident silhouette. The royal blue trousers completed the ensemble, tailored to perfection. As I adjusted the crisp white shirt and secured a matching royal blue tie, the ensemble spoke of sophistication.