Romans & histoires The Prince And Me Book

This time, I would not repeat the same fate. I walked straight to the wheel and tore off the slip marked with my letter–A. The room fell silent in shock. "Is she insane?" "That's one less competitor–our chances just improved!" "But the young master clearly favors someone else. Marrying into that… do you think it'll end well?" The thirty-five other women on the wheel were whispering to each other. The other girls whispered among themselves. I did not care. I calmly tore the slip in my hand to pieces and dropped it into the trash.

"Hmph! The prince actually wants to take us to our deaths, but does he have the ability? I don't think so! Since he doesn't have the ability, how dare he speak so loudly to us? Isn't this a joke? Prince, ah, prince, I advise you to give up! You've already lost!" "That's right! Prince, it's meaningless for you to continue to resist! It's better for you to admit defeat and die obediently. Isn't that great? Why do you have to resist like this? It will only bring more pain to yourself! Of course, you are now a piece of meat on our chopping board. It's not up to you to live or die!"

A sigh of relief escapes my lips when the book stays in place. Standing beside the short wooden cupboard I place the book on it , flipping the pages hurriedly. From thin pages I begin to flip bundle of papers from the thick book my eyes trying it's best to capture the words coming in display. My eyebrows curl as I hit my palms against the wood, bending low I place my index finger on the page , reading every single names of the imperial family. My mind is filled up with the name of JiangYi,I want to find out in which state and kingdom he has been trained to be one of the forces.

"Talented indeed! They taste very professional." I ignored him again. He was trying to be nice, but he was the reason Ian got extra mad at me. Just then, Ian entered the place and joined the table where his sisters were sitting. Suddenly, I felt underdressed and regretted showing up like this, putting no effort in looking good. I should probably get up from here before he spots me with these two men. "Noah tells me you did have a letter with you in the morning?" "I did. The Prince took it. You can ask him about it."

Princess Nathania was nervous, she had already promised to find the books Prince Nathan wanted to read. Yesterday, Prince just finished a very difficult algorithm book. Nathan often studied alone in his room, when his health condition improved. Even teachers who were assigned to teach Nathan, or 'Princess Nathania' in their eyes, often had difficulty with the questions he asked. It shows that he is a genius. He easily solves difficult problems, making people amazed by his abilities. "Nathan must be waiting for me. I should have asked for the book to be delivered to his room," thought Nathania. She became restless.

All of a sudden, the door swings open, revealing Emery; who has both of his eyes onto Marie Anne before falling onto me—frowning for a few seconds. Just like that, the books begin to fall. What. The. Fucking. Hell. I'm going to stab him. ''Oh, sorry. Wrong room,'' He chuckles, glancing at my direction before entering the room. Just as my blood begins to boil in disagreement, he winks. Shit. ''Your Highness, we're just having a lesson.'' Marie Anne says, pointing at the books that has fell onto the ground before smiling up at the prince himself. ''I can see that,'' He glances back at me. ''Actually, I just wanted to see how things are going in here. Don't really want her to feel pressured,''

Mikhail flopped onto his bed before curling into a ball. Thoughts of his birthright danced in his head. He found it difficult to process that he was a prince. He rolled around in his sheets for a bit before finally spreading out his arms and legs and staring at the ceiling. He furrowed his brows before moving to get up. Mikhail sat upright and glanced at the neatly packed suitcase he tucked in the corner of his room before stumbling over to the rickety bookshelf he made a few days after moving to Tefflander. He reached out to a worn looking book and tugged at it's spine.

"I am honored, that's actually my plan. As I said earlier when we were in the river, I am lazy reading books. But now that you are here, I think I will start exploring some good books!" "Yes, the story was nice and it has a happy ending. I'm sure you will not forget the Prince of Egypt once you read that book. He was an amazing Prince!" "Really? Hearing that makes me more excited. Is this based on a true event?" "Not really, it's a fictional book inspired by some experience of the one who wrote it!" answered Charlotte. "That's fine. I'll try to stay awake while you read that book. And I want to hug you while you're reading it!"

Your prince SEBASTIAN,

PRINCE Ace is a bookworm. And what better way to piss off a bookworm than to drop books? Emphasis on the word books. My drama queen mode was now on. "For goodness sake! It has been eight days! EIGHT DAYS." I got up from my bed and started heading towards my bookshelf. It breaks my heart thinking what I am about to do, but I have to keep my priorities straight. "You guys found nothing and now I am stuck here with you. This is hell in real life!" I let out a frustrated grunt and - with all my might - I pushed the bookshelf until it fell on the floor. PRINCE Ace let out a curse as he ran towards the fallen shelf to rescue the said books. Making sure that I bought myself enough time I kicked a f