Novel & Cerita The Prince And Me 2: The Royal Wedding

As the bridal sedan left, I lifted the curtain for a final glance at the Barden estate. My mother slumped to the ground, and my father's face was ashen. And the two who had taken everything from me writhed in their own blood. Prince Carlson took my hand. "Do not fear." He removed his mask, revealing a face of unmatched beauty. "From now on, anyone who dares bully you will live a fate worse than death." Prince Carlson's residence was decorated beautifully for the wedding. I was guided by a maid. The air was thick with congratulations.

"What is this? Why am I here?" "We are going to prepare you for the seven-night of fruitfulness," The old lady said. "What is the seven-night of fruitfulness," I asked puzzled. "The prince and you will mate for seven nights for a child. It is a ritual done in the royal house" "But I just got here. Am I not going to meet with the king?" "It doesn't matter. The sooner the better and you will meet the king at dawn" she turned to look at one of the black-haired maid who never stopped smiling even when the others did. "Take off her dress"

She is a nerdy Omega everyone picked on. He is the bad boy Alpha who hated her. Until fate changed everything. Lily Mittens had always kept her head down, hiding behind books and oversized sweaters, secretly crushing on Joe Wellington, the rude, arrogant future Alpha who never even looked her way. So when the Moon Goddess marks Joe as her fated mate, Lily is excited, but Joe doesn’t want a weak Omega for a Luna. But Lily is no ordinary wolf. She has a power that could change everything but she doesn't know it yet. Will Joe see the real Lily before it’s too late? Will Joe Wellington accept her as his fated mate? Find out in this story!

It was me, myself and I. “I am Princess Zisealer of the dragon people and I have recently mated with royal beta Brum.” Look at me trying to cling onto the little title I had, reminding me of what I had lost— a home, family and I felt as if I had lost my dignity too. “We are pleased to have you Princess Zisealer, where is beta Brum?” The king asked, my heart drumming harder, my hands clenched into fists at my sides. It took everything in me not to shake so bad.

It fit perfectly, neither too big nor too small. A look of pure joy instantly broke across Prince Adrian's face. "It really is you! I knew you were here!" He swept me into his arms and even spun me around in front of everyone, completely ignoring royal etiquette. "Come! Return to the palace with me! We're getting married right away!" He carried me into the carriage, and we rode toward the palace under the worried, conflicted gazes of Sienna and my sisters. … Night fell. Prince Adrian got down on one knee with a joyful expression, kissed the back of my hand, and looked at me affectionately. "My princess."

The morning of her wedding day dawned clear and bright, sunlight streaming through the windows of Amelia's suite at her grandfather's estate. For a moment, she lay still in her bed, savoring the last few moments of being simply Amelia Wilson. By sunset, she would be Princess Amelia of Wystovia, wife to Crown Prince Niko.

A week after the Harvest Festival, everyone in the palace staff is busy. The wedding between Prince Julien and Princess Ariana is just around the corner. The king and queen are sending invitations to nobles and royals through the continent and across the seas. The wedding shall be at the cathedral in Rimes, three weeks from today’s date. The day marks the arrival of an envoy from Inglatera. They represent the Royal Treasury of Inglatera, which shall take care of half the wedding expenditures. They present themselves in the court, working together with Queen Sophia for the wedding.

' When Prince Dominic saw Princess Dohana holding Jake, he smiled and held the hand of his own woman. "Alright, alright, it seems there won't be any wedding today. We'll be having our own royal wedding at Paris then," the Paris Queen spoke as everyone smiled. Everybody in the wedding venue sighed with emotions. It looks like a happy ending. Everyone gets their loved one. Seeing all this unfold, the Queen Mother grimaced, seething with rage. She slipped out of the garden unknowingly. Aishantha suddenly pinched Prince Dominic and said, "Roman, don't you have something to say to Jake? If it wasn't for him, I would have been married of to the Celtic Emperor and you would never have met me again.

The maid announced. "Leave us alone now." The Prince ordered. And when Louie was left alone with the Prince again, he can feel that he'll pass out anytime. "I see that you're still wearing that wedding dress…" the Prince smirked and slowly circled around Louie. "…you truly are the most beautiful woman in a wedding gown. I always imagine this day to come, and now, you are here as my sweet beautiful wife." Prince Russel took a few locks of Louie's wig and observed it. "…what's with that face, my dear wife?"

“Continue with your wedding plans without me. I said it once, and I’ll say it again, I will never marry this woman.” My voice is calm but firm. Dead serious. “If you keep forcing me… I will disown myself as prince. I’m tired of this royalty. I’m tired of all of you dictating my life.” My mother gasps, stunned. Her eyes widen with disbelief. She never expected me to speak like this. Not to them. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’ll be in my room. Go ahead with your wedding plans. But I won’t be the groom.”