Novel & Cerita Sofia The First The Royal Mess

a blond one said, reaching for my hand. I stepped back, avoiding his touch. “Sofia, I don’t need this.” The old Cecilia might have played along just to spite Raphael. But I wasn’t going to do anything stupid because of him. Not anymore. Sofia looked surprised—she’d never seen me so firm—but she quickly waved the men away. “Okay, okay, you’re the queen. But we are getting drunk! No leaving sober!” As the models filed out of our private room, Leo, lurking in a corner, snapped a photo with his phone and sent it to Raphael.

Once more, I let out a sigh of relief, "I'm pretty sure that the media will spy more on your Royal Palace, Dad. With that being said, you need to use caution in that particular area as well.” The Royal Palace is facing a huge crisis with their security when the media stormed inside and took so many stolen pictures of my older sister, the First Princess and the one who will inherit the throne. This caused Dad a massive stress because some of those photos include naked shots of her. Up to this day, they are still not able to unravel who the culprit is. Which is really scary.

Sofia's POV "Miss Sofia," the maid's voice cut through the haze of my groggy thoughts, gently pulling me back to the present. "Y—yes," I stammered, a shiver racing down my spine as if the air had suddenly grown colder. "I'll take you to your room. Once you're feeling better, I’ll show you around and explain what Mr Alex doesn’t want us to do.” she said, and the sudden urge to puke enveloped me, the disgusting thought of living under the rules of that bastard made my insides retch.

one of the elders said, pointing at me. "That’s not possible," another disagreed in disbelief. I wondered why they had tried so hard to drive me out earlier when they hadn’t even known who I really was. I stepped forward confidently, lifting my chin. "I’m Sofia." The shock that passed through the room was like lightning—every face froze, even the king’s. "Am I not welcome here?" I asked, knowing full well they never wanted me near the palace. The king stammered but then quickly smiled. "Oh—yes, yes, you’re welcome to the palace! Let’s have dinner together."

“We are brothers, but different from each other.” The king frowned. “Nevermind, I do not like him that much. He is not fitted to be a prince.” “He can be a better prince than I am, believe me.” “Good morning.” Erik appeared in the room. “I am sorry for being late.” Kyle smiled to him and the king only cleared his throat, not appreciating his presence. “Do you like crepes? It is from France.” the prince put the plate in front of Erik. “They are sweet and delicious.”

The journalists were like sniffer dogs when it came to the Bartovia royal family and it would be risky even being seen talking to her. But it would be well and truly worth it if he could achieve what he wanted. Federico knew it just by looking at her. The old saying might have it that revenge was a dish best served cold, but the sort of revenge Federico had in mind was going to be hot, blazingly so, for he had a score to settle with that vixen and he knew where it would be settled best. Right in his royal bed. A palace official approached, and Federico exchanged a few words with him. He narrowed his gaze and scanned the crowd, looking for a flash of baby-pink chiffon or platinum-blonde hair,

She says, then turn to us. “Meet your Royals, ” she starts to introduce all eight of them to us one after the other. The Princess was the one who spoke initially. She is very pretty and not so friendly, she has long blonde hair and she reeked of elegance. Then she introduced the other nobles at the table and then finally, the second prince. Prince Louis. He seemed friendly to me, as a matter of fact he got to his feet almost immediately and walked towards us, me in particular.

It read; “PRINCESS LISA FINALLY GETS PROPOSED TO, BUT IT WASN’T WITH A DIAMOND RING, BUT WITH TWO BOXES OF CHOCOLATE DRINKS, WORTHY OF HER ROYAL HIGHNESS” I chuckle after reading it, but I covered my mouth after seeing Lisa’s small face, red with anger but to me, she just looks like a child that’s sulking. “Don’t you dare laugh at me Zander” Lisa commands.

A deep cruel voice asked from the shadow of the darkness. "Yes, they all are." "Good, this is good news indeed." The evil voice then faded just as it had swiftly come with the culprit, leaving to go celebrate. After all, this was a great achievement indeed…the successful royal assassination...of an entire Supreme Royal family dynasty. ~ As soon as silence befell the place, Queen Sophia immediately opened her eyes. Rousing from her fake pretense of playing dead and lifeless,

I know he came to comfort me after reading the cover story of the newspaper which indirectly describes our relationship. ***(End of Flashback)*** Raphael sat in the prepared throne in the right side of the hall few steps away from me. "And now, we shall now start the ceremony!" The head of the ministry for ceremonial rights announced. I hand over the Royal Scroll to secretary Shen and handed it to the First Minister. "I, King James X of the House of Akazia hereby decreed that Prince Raphael, from the Kingdom of Ayatullah in the United Kingdom of Asean, to be the Official Prince Consort to the King! Let this be known in all the lands of the Kingdom!" he read. Raphael accepted the decree. My A