The Lost Prince Book 소설 & 이야기

“The book developed a will of its own. It could choose its bearer—one who was worthy. Many sought it, but during the War of Shadows, it vanished. We all believed it destroyed… until the day Princess Helen found it. Days before her arranged marriage, the book appeared and showed her the future. She ran away—returned pregnant months later. Her children were mixed-blood: Kara and Leigh. Helen’s father locked her away, calling her cursed.” Dee’s voice softened. “But Kara and Leigh weren’t her only children. Helen was pregnant then. On the day of her labor, she vanished. When they found her body, the baby was gone—never seen again. The king buried her here, believing both were dead. The book was

She asked the prince if he was able to understand the first page of the book that she chose, but it took Carson awhile to spell the words correctly. Whether it’s severely bad or only mild shortcomings… Sister Annabel shrugged her head politely and then escorted the prince to the bookshelf filled with children's books. People must deal with their own flaws for once in their life… She offered the prince one of the easiest books that she could find, It was written by one of the priests who could draw beautifully because the book was filled with a childish illustration. For Prince Carson Blackfrost, being illiterate was one of his shortcomings… Carson accepted the book, he knew it was meant for

He canst believe that early in the morning, he would be graced a visit from the future king of the land as well as the rumored tribal princess. “Secure me a copy of the first book as well as the other two.” Came an order from the prince. “Yes. By all means, your highness.” The prince then turned to the princess and asked her about something while the author had his eyes on them for a while. He frowned at his own realization or was it only his wild imagination? “We shall take our leave.” The prince spoke as he guided that petit princess up to the door.

The prince was a fool. A charming one, maybe. One with good hair and better instincts than most gave him credit for, but still a fool. He had no idea how to disappear properly, no understanding of how to move without leaving crumbs behind. The only trick he’d figured out was that cash was king when you wanted to go undetected. And sure, he hadn’t used his credit cards since arriving in Lenweil… but he’d made the fatal mistake of keeping the same damn phone. And phones? Phones were goldmines.

My mouth dropped open and I stared up at Kael, my expression blanked out by absolute shock. “The lost princess is alive – and I’ve found her.”

Shawn sighed then smiled, he turned to look at the king and said, “Well now, I wouldn’t say that especially when you rely on the second prince for so much.” “And he is entrusting you with all of this? Why?” The king asked. “I honestly do not know. Here we are and please be prepared for what you are about to see,” Shawn warned him. He opened the door as he looked at the king and said, “I will be out here.” The king walked through the door and by the window drinking tea, he saw a young man with ginger locks just like his own and all his other children. His heart started racing as he recalled knowing that perfect posture and said, “Christian?”

“Why?” A wry line carves itself on her face. “Children tend to vanish when they venture too far from home. I would hate for any of you to end up like the lost heirs,” she says, and I think she meant it as a joke because her dreary eyes shine with dark humour, but I also think it was a sincere warning. “The lost… heirs?” I repeat questioningly, hopefully a worthy prompt for an elucidation. A ghoulish glint sparks in Hilda’s dull eyes. “The lost heirs; twins that braved into the woods. Rumours speculate that it was to visit their favourite spot by the lake which they visited religiously, but one day… they never returned.”

"Then came the most popular princess in the kingdom. Everyone bowed to her and obeyed her. The popular princess has zero tolerance for this kind of behavior in the kingdom, so she saved the lost princess from the witches and from that day onwards, no one dared to touch the lost princess again." I walked towards his direction, slowly as I continued my story. "The two princesses were so happy as they bonded together. The popular princess had a friend, a prince. She introduced him to the lost princess and he claimed to protect her as long as he lived. He became his knight in shining armor. The lost princess was so captivated with her prince that made her fall in love with him, but little did th

and the first shrugged, "Well, she doesn't seem all that tough, does she? Probably weak, from being on the run and all." I - or whoever the other voice in my head was - snarled at them threateningly, edging closer, and the three of them moved further apart, positioning themselves in something of a combat stance. "Who.. are you?" I asked the other voice, and her answer sent a chill through my entire being. "I'm your wolf, Princess Aoibhinn. My name is Ceridwen, and together, we're going to teach these men a little lesson on how NOT to treat royalty."

It seems that he was too brainwashed by the fairytale books and movies that he has read and watched. “In order to obtain something, one must sacrifice something.” Raine spoke. Yris nodded in agreement. “Yes.” He muttered. “The princess Alf wanted to earn everyone’s true respect and undying loyalty, especially since she is a woman who everyone looks down upon. So, she left the kingdom of Elhasa and began her journey to make achievements.” He said and looked at Raine. “She conquered lands without shedding blood. Instead, she also conquered the hearts of the people, that is through protecting them from the demons that plagued the land.” He told Raine.