Royale High Outfits Novels & Stories

Every eye turned toward the entrance, waiting to catch a glimpse of the birthday celebrant. And then he appeared, stepping into the hall with an air of regality that matched his noble lineage. Prince Simon’s attire, carefully chosen for this momentous occasion, exuded elegance and authority. His robe, adorned with intricate embroidery, shimmered in the soft glow of the candlelight. The royal crest emblazoned on his chest spoke of his heritage and the weight of responsibility he carried.

Odette took his hand, then came down gracefully. All the attention was on them. Rion wore a dark blue top with gold embroidery accents that looked gorgeous and elegant, while his comrades only wore plain white pants and black boots. As a formality and to show his status as a king, Rion put on a red robe that hung over his shoulders.

So that it showed their own personality, letting it shine through. Soon the doors opened and the kings both entered with the High Queen on the High King's arm. They all were dressed in outfits that had the same colors. The styles just varied a bit. They were all wearing crowns on their heads and it seemed special for them all to be wearing the crowned jewels. "I think they are ready for use. We should start heading down. Is everyone ready?" The high king spoke as he appraised the group. Alyssa could see that he approved of both her and her mother's outfits and his head rose a little higher with pride.

He told me earlier that he wants to enter the arena looking like a king, like an alpha already. "Let me help you with this," I say, reaching for the first layer of his outfit. The ceremonial regalia is impressive. Bright leather pants that fit him perfectly- he picked the colour himself just to draw attention to himself. The leader pant is a sharp blue that fits his skin tone perfectly. Then I help him to wear his shirt, a blue shirt with a shiny threading that catches the light. Over it all, a long black coat with silver wolf emblems embroidered along the edges. It is the kind of outfit that makes a he- wolf look like he was born to rule. He looks so royal

So I have to give it to them, the dress was pretty, and it had a really beautiful slit by the side. I put it on, and then I accessoried it with jewleries. After that, I put on a low heel, because I didn't want the stress of a really high one. Then I did a light make up, before I brushed my hair. The moment I dropped my brush on the dresser table, the door to my room was pulled open, and Royal walked in. He was dressed in a black blazer. I would have said he looked nice but that was more like an everyday look, and he always looked nice.

I smiled at him and went to my walk-in closet. Just like other royal family members, I own thousands of clothes. My walk-in-closet is almost the same size as my room. I picked a plain white long-sleeved polo shirt and partnered it with a black knife-pleated skirt. I went to my shoe closet and got a black combat boots. Finally, I went to get a black leather jacket.

Nothing much is different in this setting, though. Glancing at the time from her pocket watch, Tori wore a pale peach off-shoulder outdoor dress with minimal frills and ribbons. She let her hair loose with only a ruby-decorated hairpin on the other side of her hair. Her shoes with the same color as her dress but with a golden design on them, and her royal blue robe stopped at her midsection with the Rozenreff insignia embroidered at the back. Tori twirled with a satisfying feeling when she watched herself in the mirror.

After getting up from bed, Tsarayu walked towards his wardrobe. There were many luxurious clothes inside with varying designs for specific occasions. Tsarayu picked a few out of them to wear. As he got dressed, he decided to wear a golden robe just like the one that Tsaki often wears, the robe with Lions embroidered on it. After getting himself ready, Tsarayu looked at himself in the mirror. He had to admit that he certainly did look like the prince of an empire. No wonder the others were so jealous

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.

I saw it in her eyes. She's wearing a red laced up suede halter crop top, high waisted navy blue jeans and a chunky pair of heels. She looked sophisticated with her simple outfits. "I don't know how to start my words." Royal chuckled under his breath, so as Ria who was grinning. Her hair was tied in a messy bun. Royal jerked up at someone and in a few seconds, Gero came into view. He's damn good looking man with his white tux, just like what Riley was wearing.