Novel & Cerita The Imprisoned Princess Chinese Drama

The queen would see Meela's child as the princess and so will everyone else. This will make her child to live as the princess while the princess would live as a slave. She would look ugly before anyone who sees her and be hated for no reason. But the witch warned her. While living as a slave, the princess should never be allowed to leave the kingdom. The moment she went out of the kingdom, she would be freed from the curse and the truth would be exposed to everyone. Meela thanked the witch and left. She felt very happy and looked forward to seeing her daughter live as the princess.

"Get that impostor now. Get a DNA test. Once it's confirmed... she'll pay, tenfold!" I was left alone in the cold dungeon. I collapsed onto the grimy bed, clutching Sera's blood-soaked shirt to my chest. The pain was unbearable, a crushing ache that stole my breath. It felt like every ounce of strength had been drained from my body, leaving me hollow and shattered.

she said again, imperturbable. " No I refuse to be at ease, this is the second day and news hasn't reached us that she is his wife or has been taken in by him," Alpha Boron said pacing around the throne. The sudden entrance of a messenger shocked them both to the core. " Your Highnesses, there's big trouble looming, rumours have it that the princess has been locked up in Alpha Zeev's dungeon," he said, panting heavily. " What? They both exclaimed in great shock, does he not know who I am, I'm a king and he dared to imprison my daughter, who dares to do so," Alpha Boron thundered out enraged.

"You don't have a choice. Guards!" The door opened, and two guards came in. With a look from the council head, they seized the princess. "No. Leave me please. I didn't do it. I didn't kill him." She begged as she was being dragged away. ******** Dahlia and the king which she was to marry got to Valenn in the morning, the next day. She had taken herbs that would make her sleep, and she did so throughout the ride. That was the only way she would be able to tolerate being in the same small space with the man. She didn't know anything about him, but she hated him already.

She wasn't allowed to step outside at any cost and acquaint with her lover, even by mistake. When Queen Jenna and Miranda, holding her little Jocastia enter Ravine switches the TV off and says, "Are you trying to bake me into a bread in here? Why am I trapped here? Trap him! He's gonna be fine in his room for days!" Yells Ravine, frustrated that she cannot roam around. Miranda laughs loudly at her irritation while the Queen takes a small tray of rings to select from. As she presents the princess a set of the most beautiful diamonds of size 21, Ravine's eyes bulge out of her skull.

I pull my top lower so he can see the orange glow from above my heart. “Yes, I’m truly sorry Princess, for what she did to your kingdom, your parents, you and millions of humans and shifters. We want to rectify that, with a gift.” I hear the rattle of chains as his gaze goes behind me. I turn and see her. Starci being brought to me in chains. She is battered black and blue, her clothes ripped, and deep gashes can be seen on her chest. Blood dripping from her hairline and lip.

To the world, I'm Sophia Romano—the family's wild, radiant princess. Vincent is the mafia heir—stoic, controlled, the very picture of restraint. But every night, he grips my waist, fucking me until my legs go weak while whispering my name over and over: "Principessa." He just doesn't know that in two weeks, I'm marrying someone else. The sheets are still damp with our shared heat. I lie in bed, catching my breath as Vincent rises to dress.

The Maid sighs with relief, tightening her hold on the Princess and quickening her steps. "Just a little further and we will be free." She whispers, the Princess nodding her little head. The Maid’s arms are growing sore from carrying the Princess since she found the little girl huddled in fear, but she has a sworn duty to protect the little blonde girl and as she pushes the door open and the fresh air greets her, she feels a new found strength inside her. With the Princess so close to being safe, the Maid knows that the future of her country will be bright.

How they envied the life of those who lived within. Deep within the walls of the palace, was a young woman who wished one day to be set free, free from the palace she saw as nothing more than a white cage. Despite the size of the palace, it felt small and suffocating to the young woman. No matter how perfectly she fitted the role of a princess, to Princess Layana of Ehlesaar it felt as if she was tied down by chains wrought from gold and precious jewels. Layana looked out from the large balcony of her bedroom, with the back view of the palace spread beneath her. The beautiful Altheyan mountains in the distance glittered under the burning sunrise and below she could see the orchards with fo