Silent Crown: The Masked Prince's Bride Novels & Stories

( Silence takes palace and when not interrupted, he proceeds further with his words) ( The priest continues talking) "With the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife, you may now kiss the bride". ( Our eyes linked together, while they gave the order)

I look to where everyone is looking and spot a lady in a bridal dress. Her dress is white with sequins all over, it sits as a heart cut over her breasts and has off-shoulder puffy sleeves, the lace drapes from her waist and leaves a trail behind her. A simple black mask covers her face as she makes her way gracefully towards Mateo. She takes Mateo’s hand as she looks around the room. I can see her nervousness come through but I cannot help but notice how out of place she is. “Everyone my beautiful bride, tonight we celebrate our union. She has finally come home” he says and everyone cheers.

Shinja apologized but Silver was more concerned about her than the time he had taken waiting for her. "What is it my love? Is everything alright?" He asked his eyes scanning her face. "Yes Silver all is well. The gowns were beautiful. They fit so well." "You are going to be the most beautiful bride my eyes have ever seen." He held her hand and walked her to her chambers. After he was sure that she is in safely, he went to his room satisfied. Later in the night when you could hear a pin drop, five masked knights walked into the palace. They managed to stealthily trot to the chambers of the princesses. The princesses were sound asleep and did not hear the fidgeting that was happening at their

One month ago… “Good Morning people of New York, this is Radio Splash FM and I’m your girl Miranda Lain. Now I’m sure I told everyone last week, that Splash FM will be having an interview with the sensational, one and only, L.K, aka the Masked Queen of New York City. We’re going to be having an impersonal, phone interview to give everyone a chance to know what’s behind the sudden news of a breakup between L.K and her agency. Please, everyone, hold on while we make this call.” *~*~*~* “Over here, she ran over here!” I increase my pace and barge through the emergency doors, running down the stairs with heavy breaths. I stop on the last stair and wait to hear if they’re still chasing after me,

The Rituals started when they both arrived. Looking at the wedding, I remembered ours. That moment I hardly realized what I agreed. I expected a jail for me but Sultan wasn't like what I thought. He respects woman moreover he didn't try to hurt me unnecessarily. After the agreement of both Bride and Groom the wedding announced completed the Kazi declared them husband and wife. Everyone applauded and a few voices heard. "Subahnallah," "Amen" The curtain between the men and women then opened. A few attendees brought a huge and wide container of water. They brought that between the Bride and groom.

“And as such, you will follow the commands of the royal family. We all know what happens to those who disobey royal orders.” Edward reluctantly handed Mila her mask back. I could sense her fear and panic over me seeing her face. I tried to squash it with a comforting look, but I could sense her pulse racing. She was still scared, and there was nothing I could do about it. Perhaps that was the worst feeling of all–knowing that my Destined Bride was steps away, in great distress, and I could do nothing to help her. Not without revealing both of our secrets in front of a man who would only take advantage of us.

And so, my heart beat on, slowly and faintly. - One day, an unwelcome guest came to our little sanctuary. Roanna knelt beside my legs, sobbing and pleading, "Miss Palmer, please… Please tell Scott to talk to me again! I really love him, and I can't live without him!" Mary burst out from the kitchen, waving a kitchen knife. "You shameless b*tch! How dare you show your face?" Roanna raised her chin in defiance, shouted, "Kill me then! I can't live without Scott, so kill me!"

I stared longer than I should’ve, trying to decode her silence, to dig beneath the surface. Whatever was happening today, it wasn’t just shaking the bride. It was tearing down everything that stood around her. "It’s been so long since I had a cock inside my cunt. I’m starving for it, almost dying for you to take me.” The voice from the speakers cut through the tension in the hall again, yanking everyone's attention toward the altae and the giant screen behind the would-be couple. All eyes shifted there. Hushed murmurs died down, replaced by a heavy silence. One thick with disbelief and anticipation.

This time, I would not repeat the same fate. I walked straight to the wheel and tore off the slip marked with my letter–A. The room fell silent in shock. "Is she insane?" "That's one less competitor–our chances just improved!" "But the young master clearly favors someone else. Marrying into that… do you think it'll end well?" The thirty-five other women on the wheel were whispering to each other. The other girls whispered among themselves. I did not care. I calmly tore the slip in my hand to pieces and dropped it into the trash.

As I staggered out, the bodyguard standing at the entrance, Alberto Santoro, grinned maliciously. "You little tramp. The moment Don Volsi returns, you're already crawling into his bed. Principessa Sofia won't let you off when she finds out." My face went pale, and I practically fled from the scene. Maids whispered and pointed behind me as I made my way back to my room. "The mute hussy is back. Look at the way she flaunts herself. Who knows what tricks she used to seduce Don Volsi." "I heard that studio is where she services men. Male workers are always going in there."