Show Me Royal Blue の小説・ストーリー

The door to the throne room opened, interrupting my speech, and in walked the missing king in his normal black-clad attire. “I’m sorry I’m late— Princess, WHAT ARE YOU DOING ON THE THRONE!!??”

He turned to the king, who had leaned back as he gawked at him with a frown. He possessed the same white hair as an Auon but had snow-white skin that matched the hair. Akana first assumed that the king was an albino, but he assumed this was not the case as the king's eyes were ice-blue instead of red. Which was the customary color for albinos from what Akana had read? His face was softly shaped, but with a sharp chin and narrow nose. The prominent cheekbones gave him a foreign appearance. Akana assumed the king could be called handsome, even if he always had difficulty seeing what beauty is. Artworks were completely incomprehensible for the Auons. A waste of time, so to speak. "I guess your

Today was the day we were sailing to the island Formentera and we had also packed the day before, taking pieces of clothes for a least a month because that was the period of the month that was the period of journey to be taken. We bid the royal family bye as we entered the ship with our belongings being carried by the royal crew. I had worn a sailor’s outfit - a seersucker blazer with a pair of cotton pants and smart sailing jacket in royal blue not missing the coat to complete the outfit. Zack in turn had worn the same outfit but, his coat was black and no blue like mine. He looked noble and attractive, at the same time seductive but that was where it ended. I had untangled my hands from h

This was my cue. " Royal blue"

I could still smell the lingering sweet but alluring scent of lemons. The room was like that of Azalea, or even better. It was painted in royal blue. Everything from the curtains, to the bed spread and the rug on the floor was royal blue with a little touch of white. All in all, the room was fit for a princess or a queen even.

“Whatever. I’m not going to debate this at the moment when we don’t even know if she’s our sister.” “She does have almost the same shade of blue eyes as you and Asher,” said Harper in a musing tone. “The king and Sabrina both have green eyes, but your purple-blue is fairly distinctive. Hers is a little more blue than purple, but when I think about it in this new light, with new information, I believe I see a resemblance.” “I believe you see what you want to, because you hope to excuse the behavior she undertook to hurt you. It’s easier to take if she did it to protect someone else than simply because she wanted you out of the way.”

I say before leaving out the door. When I got back to the palace I see cars have already started arriving and dread fills me to my core. “Let’s just get this shit over with” I whisper to myself. I avoid walking through the front doors to avoid people trying to converse with me. I didn’t want to entertain this ball for any longer than I had to. I went to take a quick shower and I come out to see the suit that my mom picked out it was a dark royal blue color with a white shirt next to it. Of course, she would choose Royal Blue. It was the colors of our Kingdom. After I finished getting dressed and played with my hair till I felt that it looked fine, I took my leave to greet everyone.

After almost a minute, a single leg steps inside, for a moment before the person appear. She stood by the door for a minute, head hell high, as her gaze travel directly to one person. She then started walking directly towards where the royals are sitting down. She majestically walk with grace and power. Her head is held high like a true Queen, looking directly at one person with lips curve to a smile. She wore a simple Ankara gown with a rose gold color Alkaybba which is following her at least 5 meters behind. Five maids by either of her sides follows behind also dressed in a marching attire.

Kyros stands next to her in a grand display of deep forest green, his kingdom's colors, exuding regality, power, and prestige. Tory and Antonis, the couple standing next to them, also look stunning. Tory wears a royal blue mermaid slit dress. Even though she's royalty she doesn't identify as one since her father was stripped of his title which means she has no right to the colors, so she's not wearing her house colors. Antonis, next to her, is breathtaking in a burgundy tunic, his eyes fixed on Tory with adoration.

It's dangerous to be unable to see the entire truth. “Just remember this, I am not your true enemy.” He smiles, then nods at the dress that caught her attention. “By the way, take a second piece of advice and some goodwill on my part… You'll really steal the spotlight if you wear this. What do you think of royal blue?”