Sofia The First The Royal Mess Novels & Stories

The gatekeeper of Royal ROXFLOOD KINGDOM made an announcement of the Royal prince entering the court with two of the culprits. The king FAUST BRAVER ROXFLOOD was discussing some of the state affairs with other ministers since it was early in the day and the court hours were up to the third half of the day. As soon as the announcement of Prince’s arrival was made, the ministers started whispering amongst each other.

A man announced and Amelia made her way towards the royal family, who looked like she was the one they were waiting for. Since they were all seated at a table, they fixed their gazes on her as she walked in and Amelia couldn’t help but feel small. She wished she could go back to her room and throw the blanket over her head. But she couldn’t do that since she was in front of the royals already. “Greetings, Your Majesty.” The princess made a filial bow to the King of Dustrich, stood up and did the same to the Queen. “Welcome, Princess Amelia.” The Queen said with a smile and motioned her to sit down.

Normally the king and his queen usually start the first dance but since the gala was arranged for me, I get to dance first. *** Ethan's Pov; I knew that the so-called perfect prince wasn't so after all. If he didn't like the girl he should tell her instead of getting her hopes high for no reason. I hated men that acted out of place because they feel like they have it all. I understand that he is a prince but he had no right whatsoever to make that girl feel less of herself.

“Why did you check-in in that 3-star hotel with the hideous robe?” I laughed. “It was intentional.” “Hmm. Interesting. Who’s this?” She pointed at a portrait of my great-great-great-grandfather in oil painting. “King Kamrun Braynburg.” “The first King and ruler of Triberis.” “Yes. You did your assignment.” “Thanks to that talkative driver.” “This is the study.” I pulled the two-door opened, revealing the big library full of old books collection from constitutional law, to fine arts, to modern fiction.”

Logan Nielsen "Did someone recognise you?" My father asked. "No, I will be fine here." I said as I sat down on the sofa. "Very well, I'll contact you again later. Take care of yourself, son." My fa5her ended the call. My father is the King of Denmark, Valentino Nielsen. I'm Logan Christopher Nielsen, the Prince of Denmark. As much as I love being in the palace, I have to get put of it. Why? There's been a lot of scandals surrounding me lately but all of them are not true so to slowly due them down, I have to go to London to continue my school here.

“Sofi, where is my medicine? Please, give me my medicine. I am not able to resist it anymore. Sofi….” “Michel…” Sofiya opened her eyes and got up. She looked around and found her in a very different place. Place she always dreamt to be in. Wide room with high ceiling and big windows with long curtains. The furniture and decoration gave a majestic view of Royal. She got down from the bed and walked around. She stood near the door and tried to peep through but she was not able to see anything.

“Names?” “I’ll be Diana,” Claudia said dramatically. “A princess from a distant land.” Sofia laughed. “Then I’m Princess Sofia the First—wife to Prince Hugo of Disneyland.” Ava stared at them. “You two are unbelievable.” Before Sofia could reply, her phone rang. Madre(mom) She stepped aside. “Salve, madre,” she greeted smoothly. (“Greetings, mother.”) “How are you, Sofia?” “I’m fine. I heard you and father are in California—”

"We just have to make sure the world stops trying to change us." "The Queen isn't going to be happy about this," Somito noted. "Let her come," Sofia said, a small, dangerous smile touching her lips as the sun began to sink below the horizon, casting a long, sapphire glow across the city. "I think it’s time someone told her the rules have changed." "And what are the new rules?" Nomo asked, smiling back at her. "Rule number one," Sofia said, looking out at the rising dawn of her new kingdom. "Don't touch my people."

“They call me Sofia.” We fell in love almost instantly. Samuel was also the first of his kind–the first to not only become King of Fresonia, but King of the Dragon Knights. His power was vast and his rule benevolent. The people loved him. They crowded at the castle gates, shouting his name, begging for his mercy to bless them with food.

It's the only time I have seen him look so genuine, and it's when he is talking about the Queen. I guess the King isn't so bad, after all. "This celebration is not just for the royal family. It is for every citizen of Arcadia who has found their Match. You are the foundation of this kingdom and of this nation. You carry the next generation." There was another pause. "For now, help me in celebrating the upcoming union of my son, Prince Christopher, and his Match, Lady Vivienne, daughter of Robert and Rosa Mendoza Harper, humble citizens of Blackwood, Arcadia," the King looked at us again, hands outstretched, and the way he said "humble" made me think it was a PR way of saying, "Yes, they are