Royalty Roses Novels & Stories

I responded not making any eye contact with her. "Good. Now. Flowers." Maddie looked ahead at the wall as if she were imagining the wedding happening in front of her like some sort of prophecy "We know that Ella has a certain thing for lavender, and the royals colors are white and purple, so all we need is to find the perfect white flower to pair with it and we are all set for her bouquet." "We have a lot of options for that, I mean we could go traditional with roses or we could use white tulips, I know that the Prince used tulips in the bouquet that was delivered to our house, she even brought one with her for their date."

She thought it wasn't even a rose. She touched the delicate crown of the ceiling rose. She sniffed it with her nose, trying to smell the fragrance. It wasn't as fragrant as the princess's rose, indeed. But Celine felt that this rose was particular. "That's Megawati's rose. It's a cross between a red rose and a yellow rose. Yellow roses can't live in a tropical environment, so the cross was imported." Kylie explained again. "That's right, the orange ones are always special," Celine said proudly.

She had such a good heart. Then she said conversationally, “You know there’s no such thing as black with blue-tipped roses, right?” My mouth sagged open, before I blinked and shook my head, unable to believe what I’d just heard. “Say what again?” “Roses only come in shades of white, red, yellow and purples or variations and mixes between those. Anything else is artificially created.” Still slowly shaking my head back and forth in adamant denial, I said, “No…no, that can’t be right.”

Soon Astraea, Zander with Elizabeth in his arms joined them. " You need to throw the flower bouquet in the air. As Royal tradition instead of throwing it in front of another royal, we believe that we should throw it towards our people to include them into this ritual" Astraea explained to Aurora as she looked at the bouquet of lily of the valley and sweet William flowers in her hands and nodded her head. ( Lily of the valley represents absolutely purity, youth, sincerity, discretion and absolute happiness and Sweet William represents admiration, passion, love and gratitude.)

The Royal Rose was one of the most exclusive tea rooms in the city, a place where the wealthy and the connected gathered to see and be seen. The décor was all pale pink and gold leaf, with crystal chandeliers and fresh roses on every table. The clientele was almost entirely female socialites and heiresses and the wives of powerful men.

Logan Nielsen "Did someone recognise you?" My father asked. "No, I will be fine here." I said as I sat down on the sofa. "Very well, I'll contact you again later. Take care of yourself, son." My fa5her ended the call. My father is the King of Denmark, Valentino Nielsen. I'm Logan Christopher Nielsen, the Prince of Denmark. As much as I love being in the palace, I have to get put of it. Why? There's been a lot of scandals surrounding me lately but all of them are not true so to slowly due them down, I have to go to London to continue my school here.

she says. Well, this just goes to show how different the two of us are. I want to be something more than a serving girl, not just because I was once a gamma’s daughter but because I believe life has more to offer, but Rose has resolved to settle for less. It would have been easier to run from Eclipse pack, but it’s not that easy in the royal palace. She did have a point about having to meet royals. Indeed, not many people get to meet with one and it’s considered great honor to be in the midst of one. But one thing I do know is that one way or the other, I would have to find a way to escape. The main thing is that I leave here first.

Hope knelt down and placed his feet on the bowl. She reached out for the Luke warm rose water and started the feet wash. “According to tradition every morning the princes must be given a feet wash with rose water, milk and honey. Then massage them with Jasmine oil it is believed that it will sweeten his life. Once that is done rose petals should be showered upon his feet. It is a must and the servant sent to do the task must fulfill it or it will be considered defamation. I personally don’t want to brought before the King,” she states as she massaged his right foot and finished with it. “However in my option, rose water, milk with honey and the oil they don’t really sweeten anyone’s life. Ho

I opened my mouth to refuse, but her lips curved in a knowing smile as if she already anticipated my rejection. "It would look rather... disrespectful if the pack Luna were absent, don’t you think?" Her words dripped with false concern. The aching weariness in my body warred with the fire in my chest, but before I could respond, a commotion at the entrance caught our attention. A Beta delivery wolf entered, carrying an enormous bouquet of moon roses. Gasps echoed across the room. Pure white. Nineteen roses. The traditional symbol of eternal mate bonds. Victoria practically glowed as she stepped forward, already assuming the roses were for her. She placed a delicate hand on her chest, readyin

Royal Wedding Micah sat in front of the dressing mirror, her swollen eyes covered with makeup, her brown hazel eyes drained of life, and her face masked with contour. Her long black hair was brushed and styled into a sophisticated low bun; a hairpin, which extended as a veil, concealed her face but was transparent and easy for the eyes to peer through. Micah was wearing a white gown with red color tints at the bottom of the dress. Heavy necklaces rested on her chest like a burden, and a black diamond earring dangled on both sides of her ears.