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This arrogant jerk is seriously weird. ___ Central Europe, Czech Republic “We have found the exact whereabouts of the Crown Prince, Your Majesties.” The attendant bowed respectfully before the four elders seated upon stone thrones inside the grand hall—the sacred gathering place of all CANIS. “But unfortunately, Alfred is dead. The Crown Prince killed him.” “That young man was a tremendous loss,” Elder Henri said regretfully. “He was far too valuable to perish.” “Indeed,” Elder Peter agreed. “Besides, the Alpha has already gone to meet the Crown Prince and persuade him to fulfill the responsibility written in the prophecy.”

These guys couldn’t be any more foolish. “You want to know what my crime is? I fed a man his eyeballs for bumping into me so he can watch how I cut him open from the inside with my blade. Do you want that as well?” Viex couldn’t tell if the PRINCE was lying or not. He sincerely hopes that he was lying because he was getting terrified himself. “No no! I’m sorry. I won’t bother you again! Don’t touch my eyes!” The big guy named Finn sounded like he was really in pain. What is the prince doing?

A trace of ruthlessness flickered in his eyes as he said, "Hear my decree—the noble titles of Professor Doyle, Mr. Rocha, the Cobb family, along with all the families of students involved in the bullying, are hereby stripped. "Their estates are to be confiscated, and they are to be exiled to the frozen wasteland for hard labor—never to return. As for the two who laid hands on Princess Mindy…" He pointed at the unconscious Bart. "Reduce them to limbless torsos and hang them at the kingdom's gates for three days as a warning." This was what true power looked like. There was no need for me to do the dirty work myself, as a mere glance was enough to make former untouchable oppressors turn on the

Another part—traitorous and quiet—wondered what he’d do if I stopped resisting. --- I pushed away from the table, glancing toward the door he’d left through. He hadn’t locked it. The room was smaller than I expected for a prince, though perhaps that was the point—no distractions. A place for private conversations… or private threats. On the table, a stack of parchment sat too neatly. I lifted the top sheet just far enough to glimpse the royal seal pressed into crimson wax, the script curling in a language I didn’t recognize. A small, leather-bound book lay near the edge, its corners worn as though handled often. I flipped it open to find a list of names in Kael’s sharp, deliberate hand. No t

This huge dangerous dragon king is looking like I hurt his pride. “Oh calm down, she was going to tell you but we needed to find him first” Denu says in her usual bored tone. I give her a look, she just shrugs. Vulcan stands up straight now, pointing at the smudged blood on the map. “Why would he be kept in the icepalace? What is his name?” he asks with a frown. “Corbin” I say, his eyes going wide. “Corbin Iceborn, as in the crown prince?” this time I frown, crown prince; this can not be real, I look at Denu and the smirk tells me everything.

“Your Majesty, as per the recent blood test I am agonized to tell that the condition of Prince is far worse than thought.” His mouth twitched hearing those words and he clenched his fist on the armrest. “Straight to the point, Len.” Alexander spoke not wanting to ponder more on the upsetting news. “It looks like the rumors of his curse aren’t rumors. I examined a sample of his semen from last few weeks and unfortunately it is too powerful to even adapt the surrogacy method.” Len’s words broke Sebastian’s heart.

Speaking of sweat he looked like he had been out battling with pigs. Even in the mist of the dirt and sweat the fourth Prince still shone out like a glitter of Gold. The fourth prince. The one who is known to be as a ruthless and a merciless prince. The one who doesn’t blink an eye when killing an enemy or someone who has offended him. It was the same prince whom she just tainted a royal cloak! She was in deep trouble and no one was coming forth to nab her out of it. The maidens she was with making their way to the kitchen had suddenly disappeared leaving her to face the beast alone. Not one single person in the room moved or spoke a word as they watched the scene unfold.

she expressed a little nervously. "What is it, is there something else I should know?" I asked, not understanding what that could be. "Leonard covered for Lynnet, as Lynda and she were the daughters of Margareth Skarosky, the princes' eldest sister, the heir to the throne, who abdicated for love. Leonard is the fifth son of Prince Stefan, and was fourth in the line of succession until the twins appeared, and since they were the daughters of the heir princess, they succeeded her in the same order. These are the reasons why they framed you and made you bear the guilt, while you were innocent".

It was like the prince in mom's stories that she likes to read to me when she puts me in bed. Those shiny blue eyes that seems to draw me in, tranquil like the ocean, and those navy blue hair that looked so soft to touch. I admired his beauty, but at the same time, I could feel the burning pain spreading in my head, and even though I think I saw my soulmate, my lips trembled. I started to cry, holding my head that was throbbing so badly from the apple that he threw on me. “Hey will you shut up! It doesn't even hurt that much,” The boy jumped down from the tree.

“I’ve only come to pay my respects.” “In… in this manner?!” She yells, face rumpled in disgust as she takes in his appearance. “You’re barely dressed. You barged in here with whores and you reek of alcohol! Why on earth do you keep tainting the royal family’s name?! Don't you have any respect for the king or the crown prince?!” There’s pleading and desperation in her voice, emotions I think are enough to make the drunken prince feel remorseful but instead, he laughs.