The Prince And Me 2: The Royal Wedding Novels & Stories

“Your Highness.” A deep male voice called. “My love.” A woman’s beautiful voice spoke with a smile on her lips. “Happy birthday.” The male voice said. The man and the woman danced, when suddenly the scene changed. “The king is dead!” someone screamed. “FATHERRR!!!” the woman’s voice wailed in anguish. The scene changed once again and things became fast-paced. “Protect the princess!” “Take her away to escape!” Then, the tall and heavy doors suddenly closed, trapping people inside it.

Whatever Jordan was about to do with the wheel was a play to push her past her own line. The doorway filled. "Jordan." The voice cracked. "Are you really getting married?" The room turned again. Valerie was wearing a white dress. Her eyes were red. The chin was set in defiance. Jordan crossed to her in three strides. "Valerie. I'm sorry. Don't cry." He pulled her in. He spoke into her hair. "You know who I love. "You know what I'm doing this for, don't you?" He smoothed her hair back from her face.

I was not sure I had heard him right. With an angry look in his eyes, he thundered, his fist slamming on the table. "You're getting married to the Prince." He repeated and I gasped. "I'm not supposed to get married to the Prince." I clapped back, with a confused look on my face. "What? You're mateless. You're the perfect fit." He replied and I gasped. "What about Kira? She was betrothed to the Prince. Why me?" I asked. I could not believe I would be a substitute for my sister.

But right now, she was curious why the second prince of the country sitting alone in some café far from the capital city? So, she began. “Your High—” “Call me Ed.” Lila frowned. “But that’s wrong. You’re Prince Edvard the second prince of the country, while I’m just, err, me.” “No, it’s not.” He teased. “Wrong is when you try to find a wi-fi password under the table.” He laughed again, couldn’t forget the hilarious scene. “Ah, please forget my honest mistake…” The prince smiled playfully. “A hilarious mistake…”

"And then I grabbed him and threw him over my shoulder in one swift move!" They all began to cheer and whistle, gazing at him in adoration. So small but so mighty! "Oh really?" someone asked. The cheers suddenly stopped. Prince Ron was already immersed in his story and didn't notice anything wrong. He pointed his fork to the table, laughing. "Of course! And then I pointed my sword at his Majesty's face while he was still on the floor and asked, "Why did you cancel the wedding and make my sister cry?" "Oh did you now?" The person asked again.

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I held my breath and waited for my husband to call my name. “Evane, can you please come forward?” Dexmond requested. I gasped, my body going still. I forgot how to breathe, as I watched a smiling Evane go over to my husband. In the same position, I watched as my husband went down on one knee and brought out a ring from an exquisite looking box. “Evane, I have waited for this day since the first time I set my eyes on your angelic face. Will you complete me as a man by accepting this ring from me, and become my wife?” Dexmond asked solemnly.

"But we have come to a conclusion." Nine's heart raced as a cloud of silence fell over them. Mom had her hands clutched together in prayer and she tried to stop her heart jumping out of her chest. "Your daughter will stay in the Palace and get married to my son, Prince Lior Byron." Nine's head shot up at the words as her mouth opened though no words left. She was going to stay... Stay here? And married? Married to him? "Your Majesty," Even Mom sounded like she hadn't expected such an answer. Her eyes shifted nervously from Nine to the King as she said, "I had no idea you would want her in— In that way. May I ask why you made this decision?"

His stunned gaze made my heart clench. “Why are you Princess Hanna Al - Makhzumi Abudab , future wife and queen of my brother, Rafiq Mustafa Al- Madini , king and lord of Mudab .” I said bowing to her, but Hanna laughed so loud and continuous I thought she was going to choke. “ Okay ! Now I understand that this is a prank. Who invented this story? It was my brother who hired you for this game, right?” she spoke in the midst of compulsive laughter, but when she realized that my face was serious, she came to herself and calmed down.

She has a tan that went that went so well with her skin, highlighting her features. “Off course, she would mum. Zack added. I had feared he would say something awkward but thanks he didn’t. He only smothered my hands more making me to hit him with my right leg. Did he have to have to touch me? “This reminds me. There would be a ceremony in a week’s time to introduce you as the princess and soon the queen”. Mr. Moretti Said in utmost elegancy. There seemed to be so much power radiate from as he looked as his wife in support. They looked like the perfect couple and looked so very much in love compared to me and Zack we are polar opposites.