Royale High Outfits Novels & Stories

"Well, many royalties are silly,and running away from there Nana. Nana is the one who's taking care of someone like you, your highness," He explained. But I can't understand him. Royalties like me? Is he crazy? Me? A royalty? What the heck! I didn't say anything. Eyeing him, intently. I give him another series of expecting to his attire. There's really a difference. It thought we're really same, but it's not. Mine are more brighter and have much silk and stone that I don't really know. Those things are new to me. While Noire suits is a bit bold and more darker and manlier. Making his appearance more pleasant. Add up to his face. He's gorgeous. For a man, he's almost perfect. Maybe he's a pri

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.

Tumambad sa kin ang assorted flavor na chocolates from roasted nuts, Gianduja, orange peel to dried strawberry bits. "Wow! Patchi!" “Your Highnes. Good afternoon po,” mabilis kong bati nang makita ang nakangising mukha ng ikatlong prinsipe sa may pintuan. He's so darn handsome wearing a navy blue three-piece Armani suit. He’s not wearing a tie and the three of his buttons are open. I think it’s a trend for these royals. I’m not complaining dahil laging nag pi-pyesta ang mga mata ko sa napaka sexy nilang mga leeg.

She giggled softly. " You're a little paranoid, but it's adorable you're worried Rhaegar might leave you," " It's not adorable," I mumbled, frowning. I stood in front of the mirror, pleased with my outfit. I was wearing a royal blue silk dress above my knees. It had an open back, and my makeup was done to perfection, with a smokey eye and red lips. I wore heels, and Azura styled my hair beautifully. My look was austere but sexy.

Ladia's dazzling hair framed a face of regal elegance, and though her attire was simple yet well-crafted, it was her choice of garments that set her apart. Rather than a flowing dress, the princess wore pants, paired with exquisite rose gold chest armor and a crimson cape that flowed majestically from her shoulders. She carried herself with the bearing of a true ruler, one who would not hesitate to lead her people into battle against any foe. "We greet Her Majesty!" the nobles proclaimed in unison, their voices echoing through the grand hall.

“Luna Elena, I’m sorry for barging in. I need to evacuate you as per Prince’s ord–” He didn’t manage to finish his words when he looked up and saw my appearance. His eyes wandered between the three of us, shock evident in his eyes as he looked up and down between us, who were wearing warrior clothes. And it’s not just simple warrior clothes. It’s a top-of-the-line outfit from the Custodes. Though it's thin and light, it’s far heavier duty than the average. It’s even par with those things the royals use. “There’s no way I’ll run from this. We need to help,” I replied, pulling him out of his thoughts.

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.

The whole ensemble was my favorite outfit, the one I had planned to wear after the coming-of-age ceremony had ended to go on a date with Faris. Ruelle had better clothes than I did, from designer brands. She had always scoffed at whatever I wore, saying I looked like a beggar. Now she was donning the same clothes she once said she wouldn’t be caught dead wearing. She’s given up her own clothes for mine, and that only cements my hunch. She’s using the residual scent on them. She’s using my scent to lure in the bloody King!

Third Person's POV The Omega was so nervous he felt like he was going to vomit. He fiddled with his clothes nervously and hoped his hair looked okay. The Omega wore a traditional wedding suit from his realm that all royal Omegas wore. The suit was linen, a thin fabric perfect for their warm tropical weather. His colors were cream with gold stitching and accents. His pants were neatly ironed, and a traditional dragon wedding vest was fitted over his chest, leaving his arms fully exposed. It wasn't your typical vest. The front overlapped, buttoning off center over his left breast. The buttons and stitching were a beautiful color of gold, matching all the gold jewelry that decorated his body.

In the thousands of years of being the Alpha, Raj have made no public appearances. No one will know who he was with his appearances, only with his aqua-blue robe that was known for all ages that was a suit that consider be the Alpha's recognition of itself, and that only happen in a battle between his enemy. And those who saw him, no one could even left alive to tell the tale. Since then, no one could wear such a thing that the Alpha could wear, in fear of being mistaken. It could be a biggest tragedy if that was to happen in other ordinaries life. Their life could be consider in the hiding, and not at all free.