The Prince We Never Knew Novels & Stories

But she looked better and happier and full of life". "Em," Athena called out. "What's the prince up to these days it's all over the news he is seeing someone new," she said trying to get something out of me. "I don't know ". "He was caught on camera with a strange woman last night " Aunt Athena had been the one to always read entertainment news and what goes on she probably will be the one to find out when she gets pregnant. she has to be careful without having to spill everything on her.

Seri knew that if she tried to save her tears, she would just end up being the fake princess with messed up make-up, and that's not something that she needed as of the moment. The huge doors opened and a bunch of important leaders of the world slowly emptied the room. The prince strategically waited for every single one of them to leave before revealing himself in front of an old lady. She smiled at the prince and happily reached out her arms to hug him tightly. "Did you eat well, my dear?" The lady asked. "I hope that making you entertain the princesses was much better than talking with all those leaders. If it was not, I'd be more than guilty that I chose to switch places with you."

She turned when she noticed me ,she had tears in her eyes . "Who are you?"she asked but I scoffed. Here she goes with her drama . I walked over to where she was and snatched the picture from her ,it was a picture of me and my parents in the throne room. "Who I am is none of your business ,I replied rudely . I felt like strangling her at that moment. "Who are you?"she asked again and I sigh . "Yes I am a prince ,I am prince Asim Berlin crowned prince of Alexandria , and those are my parents.I know I lied about my identity for my selfish reasons ,but what about you huh?I questioned but she only looked at me confused.

Another guy with a cute ponytail said he was a tad shorter than Marcello. "Hi my princess my name is Mattia your second oldest brother. I love you and I will take care of you for the rest of your life. I've always wanted a baby sister I'm so happy to have finally found you" he says as he whips a tear that threatens to fall from his eyes. No one has ever cried for me this feeling in my chest is confusing my brain. Why are they so happy to see me I thought I was abandoned. My negative thoughts are interrupted by another voice.

“The prince? Isn’t he more of a figurehead or a fictitious person we’re supposed to believe in to make us feel safer somehow? Like… the winter’s elf that used to allegedly bring candy on Solstice before the war?” I look around at the faces surrounding me, and everyone looks confused. “What are you talking about, Ainslee?” Nelson is looking at me like I have suddenly grown a second head. “Yeah, how the hell can you of all people not know who the prince is?” Travis has a smirk on his face. “I was in the bread line that day.” “Maybe she was so deliriously hungry she’s blurred it all out in her mind,” Kevin offers as they all chuckle.

Then the person they were carrying yesterday was Ruth? Ripley was surprised to hear us calling her name; we were all beyond shocked to see her. "How do you know the princess's name? I haven't even told you about her," Ripley asked, confused. "I see you all recognized my sister," the prince said with a serious face. The smile he had earlier had dropped. Could it be that the prince knows about what happened to her? Does he know how involved we were with her and what exactly made her this way? "Your Highness, what is going on? I don't understand how my brothers already know the princess without my knowledge," Ripley kept asking.

Eternal. "The prince grew up," Kyle continues. "He became taller, older, maybe a little bit braver. But he never forgot the princess with the brave eyes. He searched for her. For years and years, he searched." "Did he find her?" Alexander is completely still now. Absorbed. "He thought he did. He met someone who seemed familiar. Someone who claimed to remember that dark place. And the prince was so desperate to find his princess that he believed her. He wanted to believe her."

There had been hushed arguments, and sudden departures. When the fire came, they were still far from ready. "I am not a prince," I told her desperately. "I could never be one." Storm’s voice gentled further. “You are the last White Prince.” "No!" I slammed my palm into the wall. "Why can't you just understand this? I lost my parents, and watched my family die. Princes don't..." my voice broke. "Princes do not grow up running." If this village had basically kidnapped me because they needed a prince, then they were in for a rude shock.

“Half our people are gone. Our lands, burned. This war hasn’t spared anyone.” The prince's voice cracked. “I lost HER.” His breath shuddered. A tremor rippled down his arms. “And you stand there with the blood of MY people on your hands and talk of loss? You don't even know what she gave me.” Nikolai didn't reply. He just stared. And something in his silence said more than words ever could.

Nearly two hours later do I arrive at North East Ridge- the richer, cleaner, and most well-maintained part of the city- where the only people living here earn a six figure income, with even more ridiculous amounts funnelled into the schools. The school looked lively from up ahead with all kinds of cars coming in and out with students dragging their bags on the cobblestone. I follow suit as I clutch on my backpack and drag my suitcase to the large gates. Ravenwood University looked like heaven and felt like a wolf’s den. A prestigious institution for the world’s most powerful families - old money, political dynasties, and bloodlines that preferred secrecy over headlines. Officially, it shaped