The Insipid Prince's Furtive Grab For The Throne นิยาย & เรื่องราว

They want to feast on deceit. He frowned. Maybe it was time to put them in their places. It was about time they ate their words. It was about time they knew who ruled the East. It was about time they knew who sat on the throne. It was about time they bowed to their Imperial Grace. In a split second, his robe was on the floor and he was headed to his warm inbuilt pool. He drowned in the heat. . .

I am every bit the prince they expect me to be. But they do not see the storm beneath the crown. A vampire Prince . This is the calm before the storm, and I can feel it. The silence before everything falls apart. Sindy – Point of View I stand by the east courtyard, half hidden behind a marble pillar, watching servants decorate the grand entrance with white and gold roses. Everything looks perfect . But it is all an illusion. A kingdom celebrating an engagement built on secrets and blood. My eyes scan the grounds. Prince George walks toward the garden, shoulders square, every inch the poised royal. But I see it now what others do not . His every step is rehearsed. He is not walking toward a f

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The man and his Queen had been waiting for this moment. “Good morning, your Majesty,” Djafar bowed to them. “Good morning, Djafar,” they replied. “Please tell me what you came up with,” the sultan said and Djafar immediately did so. “Your Highness,” he started. “I believe that what contributes to the Prince’s dishonoring behavior, is the wealth he is surrounded with. He has no limit and the fact that he can use this money as he wishes, adds to the Prince’s arrogance.”

I almost believed him, because he sounded painfully sincere but greed still crossed his face as he spoke, eyes never leaving Cayden's chest where the parchment was. After he was done speaking, a very impatient voice came out. This one had no time to even mince his words, they were as crude and cruel as they came. That was the third prince. “You shameless disgrace? You are nothing but a murderer and a sinner, what makes you think you are meant to have that parchment? Return that parchment to the royal family immediately.” Cayden remained motionless. His silence further infuriating them. The entire hall remained tense, some nobles quietly taking their leave. Honestly, I also wanted to leave bu

The prince has an eye for beauty and he likes to be surrounded by beautiful things. I hesitate at his bedside drawer. Looking around is one thing but it becomes snooping when I’m looking into drawers. Imagining him catching me in the act makes me cringe but I really want to know what someone like him hides away. Biting on my lip, I pull the first drawer open and it opens soundlessly. It’s nearly empty, I observe with a sigh of relief. There are a few books, some tools. The books are philosophical and I gently lift them to find a picture frame. Pulling it out, I observe with a little amusement that I’m looking at a teenage Prince Ismir, before his Shifting. He and his father stand properly, s

“Of course, they do. Even those foreign invaders know better than to cross me. Let them watch from the shadows. Once I claim the throne, they will beg for my favor.” As the council’s mediocrity inflated the prince’s hubris, Baron Louise inwardly marveled at the ease with which he played his role. An agent of Aeternum embedded within the prince’s ranks, Louise had spent months feeding misinformation and fanning the flames of arrogance. “The Crown Prince’s ignorance is both my weapon and his downfall,” Louise thought, his lips curling into a subtle smile as the prince continued to bluster. “He sees himself as invincible, blind to the storm that approaches from the east. By the time he realizes

I hear the group of leprechauns in the room suck in their breath at the same time. “You took our Princes over the troll bridge? What were you thinking, Buppig.” Hazdil scolds him. “I was thinkin’ that the Princess needed to get to Eventide before our Prince made a huge mistake and married that Duchess, wasn’t I? We didn’t have time to go the long way around, did we? So we went the short way.” He says defensively and in his anger, I swear I hear a lilt of Ireland in his voice.

the Prince thought all the rooms looked strangely old-fashioned, with their antique furniture, but as there was a good library he was pleased, for he was very fond Of reading, and he soon got permission to have as many books as he liked, But when he looked at them he found that they were written ina forgotten language, and he could not understand a single word, though he amused himself with trying, King Grumpy was so convinced that Prince Curlicue would soon get tired of being in prison, and so consent to marry the Princess Cabbage-Stalk, that he sent ambassadors to her father proposing that she should come and be married to his son, who would make her perfectly happy. the King was delighted

He studied my face for a long moment, and I thought he might answer, but footsteps sounded from the passage beyond the courtyard, followed by the soft clatter of a tray and the quick pace of a servant coming around the corner. I turned toward the sound as the servant entered the courtyard, carrying a silver breakfast tray, and saw his gaze drop directly to our joined hands. His steps faltered, the tray tilted dangerously in his grip, and his eyes widened as he looked from my hand around the prince's palm to Adrian's face, as though he had stumbled upon something the entire palace had been forbidden to imagine.