Romans & histoires The Closet Fan Princess Novel

Flo smiled, gently returning the kiss as she patted the top of my head; elegantly following our sister towards the door. Once they left I turned to glance around my vast chamber, still believing that it was far too much space for just one person, even if I was a princess. I shook my head at how unnecessary it all seemed and took a deep breath, carefully stepping towards the dark oak wardrobe. I reached in, gently grasping the first dress that I came across; a slim fitting emerald green gown, the sweet heart neckline one of my favourites. Quickly moving into my large en-suite bathroom, I locked the door behind me; ensuring that no one could enter unless I allowed them access; which I would no

one of them said, his tone rigid. I smiled coldly. The next moment, my hand swung, the sharp crack of my slap echoing in the hallway. "I am the king's future wife," I hissed, my voice dripping with venom. "I am Vincent's Luna, open the door immediately." They didn't move. Not a single one. Their silence burned hotter than fire. My face went pale with fury. I could feel eyes watching from nearby corridors, servants, soldiers, guards, all seeing me, Dane, the future queen, being denied entry like some unimportant stranger.

Dani walks up beside us “Yeah, looks strange you not having red or black on” We all burst out laughing as Kalsea comes out of the toilet looking slightly green. That's one thing I don’t miss is the sickness. “She was not aloud to pick her own dress this time” I just rolled my eyes at her as I looked back at the mirror. I am wearing a princess lace full skirted ball gown in baby pink. The bodice hugs my small waist with a sweetheart neckline, with some gems on it.

It has a mini fountain and flowers of different colors with butterflies flying around that have different colors of wings. The moment she saw the person seated in the head chair, with the right posture that was very graceful while reading a book that is boldly titled “History of powerful families” Alicia stopped walking and her mood changed for the worst. The maid who she asked to monitor Althea had described her looks, with the description, she could tell Althea was beautiful but she didn’t think she was this beautiful even more than her. She thought she was one of the most beautiful, but in front of Alicia she feels very inferior and that angers her.

The princess threw the keys to her room at Kathy and said, "I want my room thoroughly cleaned before my engagement party begins so, get to it right away." Kathy nodded and headed towards the room with the keys in her hands. When she entered the room, she saw the royal jewelry belonging to the princess on the bed and realized that she would be wearing it during her engagement ceremony. The princess's room was not dirty as it had already been cleaned earlier but since Athena asked her to clean, Kathy cleaned the room before locking the door and giving the keys back to the princess.

I followed her and my jaw dropped once I got in. Chloe's bedroom was the size of my entire apartment and her closet was the size of my entire bedroom doubled. It had every toy, princess dress and shoes a little girl could ever want. Unlike the rest of the room's soft, feminine theme, the closet was a riot of vibrant colors and textures. It wasn't just a closet; it was a miniature wonderland overflowing with treasures fit for a princess.

Queen Dorothea and King Hernando stared at her, wide-eyed. “You can’t… You’re in line for the throne. You’re the Crown Princess of Deltora,” her mother argued. “Yes, Mother… I’m the Crown Princess of a kingdom that believes I’m depressed, I’m a shut-in because of you two and your poor decisions.” She took a deep breath and tugged her earlobe. Queen Dorothea automatically reached up to stop it, and Romaine swatted her hand away.

In the same hallway as him? “Your room.” One of the guards said as he opened the door for me. I took one step in and the room made my jaw drop to the floor. This looks like a room fit for a princess. Or.. well.. let’s just say a really broke princess. The walls are bare, but the bed is magnificent, it almost reminds me of the Kings. Big wooden frame with carvings. There’s a matching dresser and vanity, then there’s a desk with writing utensils on it. In the corner was even a tall shelf full of all different kinds of books.

The party was about to start. Valentino led Luke and Alessandra to her room. Valentino opened the door and Alessandra squealed in shock. There was a princess ballgown in the middle of the room a shiny tiara on a small table beside it. Luke was shocked upon seeing the dress. It looked like it cost thousands. "Daddy, look! It's a princess gown!" Alessandra exclaimed as she ran to the dress. "Do you like it?" Valentino asked.

He whispered, sending chills down my body. “Eat baby,” he said, eating his dinner with an evil grin on his face. “I know what you are doing when no one’s home.” “What..” I asked innocently. “Moaning my name, playing with your little fingers inside your silk-tight hole.” He replied and I blushed. “ I guess you seem to know everything,” I said to him. “Princess, your room is just beside mine,” he said opening his room door for me to enter “Every night I hear your moaning,” he replied, licking his lips.