Novel & Cerita Sofia The First Princess Hildegard

Their first thought was: 'Is she another of our supreme leader's harem? Severin smiled awkwardly and introduced her to them. "By the way, let me introduce you to this young lady right here. She's Sofia, a good friend of Sheila, Diane, and myself. You'll see her around quite frequently, and she'll also help Diane and the others train when she has the time." Sofia frowned. She felt that he had explained everything in too much detail. "Sofia is a member of a sect. Her attainment is very high," Sheila added with a smile.

The king holds off any attacks as he sends a message to its leader with the promise of an immediate attack if the princess is not returned within the hour. The holographic image flashes on the platform of a woman; she is one of the Aliens with the red skin and evil glowing red eyes. I also notice she has horns on her head and that one side of her face looks to be badly scared The King gasps when he looks at her before he regains his composure before speaking. "Hylus I should have known you would be behind this, where is my daughter, Princess Deliah Blue." The horrid red creature speaks, her face lights up with a smirk when she sees King Halturian."

I tried to maintain my composure, refusing to believe that someone could be so cruel to a child. "He's just a slave! If it weren't for Liddell saving him, he would have died! And before he dies, why not make him our little plaything to bring us joy? He should feel honored, shouldn't he?" Sofia's eyes filled with disgust as she mentioned Philly. Little did she know that Philly is my brother, the brother of the most powerful Goddess of War. And she is nothing more than Liddell's mistress, a submissive Alpha's mistress, kneeling before me, begging for her life.

“The so-called princess of the Crescent. I heard your brother happens to be also in this estate. What a coincidence, don’t you think?” His question wasn’t directed towards anyone, but it was for the sole reason of triggering her to say something she shouldn’t. Ophelia was smarter than to pick a fight with another Alpha before the council. She spared him a smile and greeted him. “I know that I’m six years late from my introduction,” Ophelia said, standing at the head of the table. Bernard sat opposite of her and he seemed pleased with her attitude so far. “But, I’m Ophelia Gregor, Daughter of the Crescent the heir and the direct descendants of the Moon Goddess.”

The king stated coldly making Sofia shudder Sofia's eyes locked onto the king's, and she hesitated for a moment before speaking. She decided to play along, curious about how far Prince Stefan's deception would go. "Y-yes, Your Majesty," Sofia stammered, trying to sound demure. "We met at a...a charity event in Azura. Prince Stefan was kind enough to...to donate to my family's merchant fund." She glanced at Stefan, hoping her words would align with his fabricated story.

With a face so pale and a body beautifully curved she looked like an angel which had descended from heaven. 'Seems Zillah really took after her.' The second queen was called Sasha Florien, a woman endowed with beautiful golden hair which rivaled the King's and sharp amber eyes that could stop a person's every action with a simple gaze. The first queen Clara had five children, the first, Keven, a prince who vied for the throne, the second, Orinda, a prince who had devoted his life to worship as a priest, the third, Rosaline, a princess who escaped with her powers of nature in a bid to become one with it as an agriculturist and a florist, the fourth, Zillah, a wild princess who did whatever sh

Seraphina shook her head, “Achilles wants to name the Princess Sophia but, I’m not too sure. I think I’ll decide when they arrive.” ​ Helga helped Seraphina to stand up from the bed. “I suppose I should go find-“ she was cut off by her stomach growling at her. “Some food,” Helga laughed. ​ Helga and Seraphina walked arm in arm towards the garden. “Have you seen Lady Briseis?” Helga nodded, “Yes, I saw her just yesterday. Baby is doing great, he too is on the larger side, who knows, you may delivery your babies side by side.”

Sofia roared, and she slammed her palm against the Queen’s chest. The collision sent a shockwave through the dimensions. For a split second, the veil between worlds thinned, and Sofia saw the history of her people. She saw the first Fae—beings of light and earth who had lived in harmony with the Root. She saw the Great Betrayal, the moment the sapphire light was stolen and turned into a weapon of immortality and greed. She saw a woman—beautiful, golden-haired, and filled with a terrifying ambition—who had led the rebellion against the High Fae. A woman who had murdered her own kin to secure the nectar for herself.

I had never seen the witch so giddy. “I recognize this magic,” she continued. “Many years ago, an enchantress named Sofia placed me in charge of guarding the royal family. She protected the magic of the kingdoms. Many have forgotten her now, but she was the greatest enchantress who ever lived. Perhaps she’s returned at last, to help us all in this time of need.” “And how many years ago was this?” I asked. I had never asked Esmeralda how she came to be an advisor for the royal family in the first place, but I was always curious. I was intimately familiar with Fresonian history, and I’d never heard of this Sofia.

“You’re a vision, you know, digging through books like a scholar-princess. Found anything yet?” “Working on it,” I reply, scanning a particularly faded page. Then, there it is. Sophia, the first hybrid to successfully give birth to fertile offspring, creator of the bloodstone. “Holy crap, Charlie she was real! She made this stone as a solution to fertility problems. That’s why they’re all after me!” He barks, tail thumping against the floor. “See? You’re royalty, Beatrice, my princess! Speaking of which, have you ever wondered if I’m actually a prince?”