Royally Not Ready Novels & Stories

Marcus paced to and fro clearly still trying to process the news he had received. He looked at the opened letter on the floor then at the envelope, stamped with a royal seal clearly proving that it was indeed from the king "I hope this letter finds you in good health. His royal highness King Roland has ordered a ceremony in the crown prince's name with the intention to choose his betrothed. The ceremony will be in two days do bring young lady Tamera. His highness is deeply sorry for the unseen change of plans." it had read

Lily nodded, her vision blurry, and hit the send button before succumbing to sleep. The next morning, a knock echoed at the door. Grace groaned loudly, irritated. Lily didn’t stir at all, still passed out cold, while Seraphina rolled over, feeling the thud of a hangover coming on. “Grace, it’s already late in the morning,” came the voice from the other side of the door. “It’s the royal wedding today. You all should wake up now. Silas and Aran are here to take back the Queen.” Seraphina’s eyes snapped wide open when she heard Jude’s voice.

“No, I didn’t, mother. I made it clear countless times that I am not ready for a romantic relationship, but you and father never listened to me.” “And that is because you are not growing younger. You are the heir to your father’s throne. You need to be more than ready for when the time comes.” “Don’t worry about that, mother. Father is still very healthy and we don’t wish for his death now, do we? When that time comes, I’ll find a wife at my own will.” Queen Marlena sighed and bobbed. “I just wished it was Miss Maisie that would rule next to you. I mean, she’s beautiful, has an amazing character…”

I cursed before yanking the covers above my face again. King Xalen groaned, “What the fuck do you want, Roy? We were busy here—” “If I don’t get any action before the wedding, you won’t either, Xalen,” Prince Roy cut the King off, crackling like some evil maniac. “So get your ass out of the room and come with me. We have to get ready as well.”

Your status in this kingdom is at stake Paul: But Dad, Austin got married to a nurse and she isn't royalty, so why then is my case different? King Roland: Do not drag him into this Paul: You're being b! and Dad! Sometimes I wonder if you're truly my father Queen Victoria: (angrily) Paul! King Roland: How do you speak to your king that way? (He gets up from his throne) Queen Victoria: Please my king, He said what he said out of anger, Pardon him... King Roland: (To Paul) GET OUT OF MY SIGHT! NOW!!! (Paul angrily goes into his room)

“Which category do I fall into? Surely you don’t consider me a close friend or a future member of the royal family?” Tension traveled all the way from his pitch-dark eyes to his chiseled jaw and then to his thinned-out mouth. “Given our history, Ava Marie, you are not eligible for either of those positions,” he bit out tightly. Ava wished with all her heart she could reveal Christian’s identity and throw the truth of their situation in his face to make him realize how much she was a part of his wretched royal family whether he liked it or not. But some crumbs of self-respect and self-preservation left prevented her from doing so. Instead, Ava smiled up at him, a cool, calculating smile that

"Nevermind, just get out of my room." Mary grew disappointed as she fail to have the Princess open up to her. Though it's not like she didn't expect it to be like this, but she decides not to give up on helping uplift the Princess's mood. She just can't bear to see her new master suffer from the hands of Prince Russel.

°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° PREVIOUSLY "Your Majesty, the royal physician is here, should he...." "Send him in immediately, why do you have to take permission first" I roared loudly at the royal guard who just barged in, can't he read the atmosphere, he is supposed to let him in without waiting for me to grant him access to the royal chamber.

Suddenly, a royal messenger steps into the podium as he opens the letter and clears his throat to announce. "GREETINGS, to all ladies and gentlemen here today. I am here to speak for the Prince's sake. His Highness is not feeling well today, for his pheromones are acting crazy, according to our royal doctor, William. Thus, he wishes to stay in bed and left undisturbed to cause no harm to his people. However, the test of the nine candidates must go on without his presence. His foreign friend will be here soon. So, he wishes the ladies the best of luck!"

I asked "No. You are not a terrible person, Sweetheart. You are one of the most caring people I know. You could never be a bad Ebony," Jacob replied. "I believe you are ready," Jacob said "For what," I asked, confused. "To be crowned Queen." "What about the Royal Council? They haven't told me I am ready," I asked. "Fuck what they have to say. I am King, and I say you and Keith are ready to take over. That is if you want to. I won't pressure you anymore. It is your choice," Jacob said