Novel & Cerita Show Me Royal Blue

They were taken to the Royal villa where the Royal members were staying. The guards handed them plates of food and gave them instructions to serve the food to the Royal members. Blair felt a sense of unease as she walked towards the Royal members' dining room. She couldn't shake off the thoughts of Ashier and the confusing emotions she felt towards him. Blair walked into the room with the tray in her hand and was surprised by the beauty of it. The walls were painted in a soft shade of blue and adorned with elegant artwork. The furniture was made of dark wood, and there were beautiful tapestries hanging on the walls. She couldn't help but feel envious of the luxurious lifestyle of the Royals.

Horace leaned in, then roared, "Why is he blue? My son can't be blue!" Silence gripped the crowd. Everyone exchanged glances, no one daring to speak. Dragon royals were born red. It was an ancient rule. Other colors existed among common dragons, but never royalty. A blue dragon, born to the prince's concubine, screamed one thing. She had betrayed him. The crowd's stares burned, and Horace's rage boiled over. He lifted the child and smashed it to the ground, killing it instantly. The gruesome scene made me shudder.

"We just turn up jeans" "That's absurd! If you turn up wearing jeans to this sort of pack dinner in this pack you get no dinner" Alice squawks staring at me open-mouthed. That's a little harsh right? Trish and Clyde then come waltzing in; Trish perched on Clyde's arm. She's...well she defines the term gorgeous. Her dress is floor length, like all of ours but it looks like a proper ball gown and is of course a royal blue colour. My mom would love that dress to pieces. I was right about her dresses for special evenings being amazing. Her everyday dresses would do fine but clearly she has a certain few for occasions such as this.

But the moment he saw the child's face, his expression transformed. Alexus stepped closer, following the King's gaze—then erupted in fury. "Why are his eyes blue?! How could my son have blue eyes?!" Silence crashed over the room. Everyone glanced at one another but no one dared speak. Royal vampire children—whether male or female—were always born with pure, blood-red eyes. It was a thousand-year iron rule. While other eye colors existed within the clan, they belonged only to side branches or mixed bloodlines—never the royal line.

I gasp. My eyelids fly open. “What is it?” Mitch asks with great interest. Standing, as well. Blue had not been a hue I’d contemplated, for fear it would meld right into the ocean scenery. No, I want something that grabs and commands attention. I immediately visualize a shade so rich and brilliant, a blue-turquoise so sensational, it truly would be a beacon. Turquoise and white. With a darker blue or possibly black as a faint enhancement around the fringes to make it all pop.

He ordered. The prince is...." Prince Percy shut the announcer as he walked into the Royal castle of the Andersons. The royal castle is a 5-storey building that covers 13 acres. The castle has fifty rooms that include the royal ballroom, the meeting room for the king and ministers of the kingdom, the king's palace, a royal mall, royal dining, The royal rooms, the throne room, The king's office, the queen's room, and the royal emergency hospital. Percy ignored the royal bodyguards that followed him into the personal elevator made for the royals. He was there for a purpose and with the way he rushed out of the elevator when he got to the third floor, one would think he had come for a fight wit

Colors blurred in his vision as his hands tore through the last of them—another red… a purple… and— His fingers stopped so abruptly the rest of the stack slid against his gloves. For a heartbeat, his heart did the same. There. Not Nochten red. Not the dull browns of local estates and their endless petty commerce. Not any of the familiar stamps that meant delay and procedure and more waiting. Royal blue. The color hit him like air after drowning—clean and violent in the chest. His shoulders loosened on instinct before he could stop them, the release so sudden it felt almost painful. The Postmistress’s shrill protest, the postman’s reaching hands, even the bite of winter at his throat—all of i

She pointed to the black dress hanging in the farthest corner of the wardrobe filled with colorful dresses. Agatha turned to look at it and suddenly said, "As expected. The Consort has brilliant eyes for things." Athena rolled her eyes, "I just like black, that's all there is." Black will always hide the blood stains of her victims. "And please, don't call me Consort. I have a name, use it." "That's impossible. Lord Alexander has chosen you as his Consort and we, servants cannot disobey the masters." Aria, the other maid said quickly.

"Oh my, greetings your highness, the Crown Prince. May I know what business you have in the Lilac Palace?" The Crown Prince was clearly disappointed by Harrold's sudden interference. "Yes, I need to speak to Russel. Where is he?" "He is at thedining room, your highness." "I see. Then I shall take my leave... I hope to see you again sometime, Princess Lianne." Then the Crown Prince left. "...you should be more careful when you're by yourself, sir Louie." Harrold immediately warns him. "People might accidentally find out about this royal secret, and that can bring you to ruins."

I lay all of the regalia on the bed and I start pointing at each of them. Fiona nods frantically when my finger points the royal blue. I place the other ones on top each other, the exact way I saw it in the transparent bag. I just place the last one on the others when the door opens and Queen Aurora steps out of the restroom. “Make sure to clean up the restroom when you’re done with that.” She waves her finger in the air. “Royal blue? Why royal blue?” Her face morphs into anger. This was yet another trap.