Royale High Outfits Novels & Stories

“The ceremony usually lasts for a week. There are banquets, music, and endless celebrations to welcome the new Alpha. I need you to help me pick a nice outfit.” I crossed my arms and smirked. “You sound like a girl.” Von rolled his eyes. “Really? That’s how you’re going to help me?” “I’m just stating the obvious,” I teased before stepping closer to the bed. I glanced through the garments until my eyes landed on a black and gold robe hanging on a stand. “This would look good on you,” I said, holding it up. “Pair it with this velvet shirt and tailored pants, and it screams, ‘The Hybrid King has arrived.’”

Kita ko na mula sa salamin ang nag-gagandahang mga damit naka-display sa loob. Wow! Ang gara! Feel ko tuloy para akong memeber ng royal family. I mean, dahil kasi sa mga kasama kong maid, and the dresses were so pretty at mukhang aesthetic. It feels na royals lang ang pwede sumout at bumili nito. It would be perfect for pictorials, feel na feel ko talaga na nasa Europe ako, in the fascinating Victorian Era. Ang gara naman.

My eyes caught sight of the different purple attires Kyson had the designer bring in for me to choose from. "You practically brought the whole shop for me." My eyes scanned all the standing hangers with purple attires on them – mostly Tuxedos, suites, and outfits designed just like my signature royal attire. "Greetings, Your Majesty," My royal designer and the two men that came with him greeted, bowing. I hummed and motioned them to rise. "Theodore." "Yes, Your Majesty?" He responded. "You don't expect me to try all this out, do you?" I raised a brow pointing at all the outfits lined up for me to wear. I would be bored by the time I reached the fifth one.

she admonished and my eyes went wide before I hurriedly picked the traditional cloth in question to see for myself. "Hell no ! I ain't wearing something so see through,” I blurted out and totally forgot about the frowning villain of my victim ears. Ouch. “AAAAHHHHH” With ears throbbing like the red siren of a fire engine, I glared back at the Tribal Queen and asked her, "Why would anyone make robes meant for the royalty like Kim Kardashian's dress ?!"

"Yes, you will reign by my side as Your mother should have done, with my father, instead of letting what everyone might think destroy their future." "...The next day, Rryan had me dressed in the finest queenly robes, befitting our kingdom's queen. Here there is a tradition that only bottoms were worn under the robes, even for the queen, Under my beautiful teal and black robe, I wore a low-hung teal hip skirt, adorned with glittering gems and sequins, wrapped elegantly around my hips. Delicate strands of jewels and intricate embroidery rosettes with gold-colored tassels covered my nipples, adding a tiny touch of modesty to the otherwise sensual design. and I warned him, he was not to rip the

The aura, spirit, vibe and ethereal air surrounding him is enough to make them want to bow and praise him like the royal guards are doing from the other end whilst letting the uniformed securities do their work of guarding him. His sight is like those you would want to bow down at just to worship. The man is wearing biscotti coloured set kaftan and babban riga embroidered like those of royalty. Yes, that complicated intricates only royals could afford doing. His Zannah Bukar cap has almost matching embroidery but slightly different to make it match up down to the Rolex clasped around his left wrist, beautiful golden watch it is.

Her pink puffy gown was giving her a princess look. I was wearing a royal blue gown with thin stripes. The ends of my hair were curled, falling down my back. I released a soft sigh as I spun on my plump heels. Edward was against me wearing them. But I promised him to be careful while walking. He took care of us. I smiled, glancing down at my stomach. I was still scared but things turned easy with Edward. "We should go. Are you ready?" Aerial asked Andria giggling. "I guess," She said and looked at us.

“And very familiar.” Thaelen frowned, puzzled, but did not have the chance to ask as the human royal party had arrived, the Lord Jermyne amongst them. The queen wore a gown of rich purple and gold so stiff with embroidery and crusted with gemstones that Thaelen suspected that it would stand upright on its own. The woman within the cloth seemed washed out by the wealth wrapped around her although her face had been powdered and painted, and her hair styled elaborately to combat that diminishment. It was a costume designed to impress the onlooker with her royal role, rather than to accentuate her beauty.

I asked her, pushing at my quickly drying hair. She nodded and pushed me towards the chair. Under her quick and daft fingers, my hair was brushed and braided together tightly. I reached for my clothes, but Ethallia shook her head and pulled out a dress elaborately decorated in small intricate designs resembling the scales on a Draygon. It was still made up of golden colors and the same semi-translucent material. Yet it looked to cover a lot more skin than anything else I have worn here. "The King wished for you to feel more comfortable here. Most of your outfits have been altered," Ethallia explained.

His hair was combed and styled perfectly, every strand falling into place with effortless elegance. The black royal cloak with its intricate golden embroidery hugged his broad shoulders, the black waistcoat beneath it accentuating his strong frame, and the deep blue shirt peeked out at the collar, adding a touch of rich color that made his red eyes stand out even more. He looked breathtaking, like a prince stepped out of an ancient legend.