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Her wolf growled, not at him, but at her—for denying what the bond screamed. By the time sunlight poured through the palace windows, the corridors were already alive with gossip. Elara could feel eyes following her as she moved through the hall. Servants paused in their sweeping, guards straightened, nobles hushed their voices mid-sentence. “They say Prince Kieran stayed late with the council,” one maid whispered to another. “They say he charmed the Queen herself.” “But did you see the way Princess Elara looked at him?” “She’ll be his bride within the year, mark my words.”

Christopher shouted. "That's a lie. You can't be married!! I am your fiancee and you can't get married to that black thing sitting there!!" Cindy yelled. Rose who heard what Christoper called her, was a little bit calm on the inside but her face was more than calm it was serene. She picked Princess up and stood up herself. She walked to where princess was sitting beside her Father before the whole drama started and took Princess's baby plate then walked back to her seat. She put Princess on the chair beside her and the whole time she was doing that, no one said a thing all eyes were on her. She dished food into Princess's plate and said, "it's getting late baby, eat. As your daddy said, she

she whispers, flipping fast through the disc options. “Um, not all of them,” I say. She turns to me, devastated. “But some!” Laila perks up, and Anton and I laugh, and I put on another movie for her. Another children’s one, as it seems the better way to ease our friend into the world of screen media. This time the movie is an adaptation of the mermaid story, with lots of songs and a good bit of romance. About a quarter of the way through the movie someone clears their throat behind us. As one, Anton, Laila, and I all turn to see the Prince of the Underworld standing behind us, his arms crossed, frowning at the screen.

“Well, it may interest you to know that some of the set pieces and decor from the last film made at the Castle are still there. We might be able to incorporate those into the wedding.” “Film?” I asked, curiosity sparking as I tried to recall the last movie filmed at the Castle. Then it hit me—a romantic comedy about a beautiful princess who fell in love with a servant. It had been wildly popular, with people talking about it for months after its release. Amanda, in particular, had loved that movie, constantly gushing about how she wished she could find a romance like that. A smile spread across my face as the thought settled in. “I would absolutely love that,” I said, already imagining the p

CAMILLA I blinked my eyes as I looked at the prince in shock. Did he just ask me to get married to him? "Are you ....drunk your Highness?" I asked him. That was the only explanation I could think of for this. He had to be drunk. Adrian looked at me like I was crazy. "What?!" He asked me. "I think you may be drunk Your Highness. It's late and I think you should go to bed.... tomorrow....you'll realize that you just made a mistake" I said.

she replied. "And you are sure it is him, you are not mistaken for him by anyone," I questioned, trying to confirm her words. "I am really sure it's him," she confirmed. "Bryce is crippled, he is a retard prince," I stated. "I know it's hard for you to believe your majesty, but trust me, I won't lie to you, you want to free all omega but you need to start from your husband," She said. But if she says she had proof I will need to see what was going on. I forcefully remove my hand from her.

In a short while, the movie began. The Stolen Princess The Princess felt bad after she concluded that the Protagonist had left her for good, and would not show up again. When she had given up, she heard a vortex of air at her window, and she jolted. Ordinarily, the whirlwind could scare anyone, but her desire to see her mysterious lover overtook her. Rather than hide, she smiled and waited for his appearance. She was overjoyed when he finally showed up as a crocodile, and she was not scared.

She needed it, she was tensed and filled with fear as her husband, the king was about to find out that she snuck out of the kingdom at night. A maid entered with her head bowed, “Your Highness, Princess Kenna is about to enter”. And in less than a minute, Kenna entered, “Leave”, she ordered the maids inside including the one giving her mother a massage. “What is it Kenna?”, Brenna whined angrily. “Mother, I can’t believe you’re relaxing while getting a massage at this critical time”, Kenna said with irritation as she went to sit beside her mother who was already sitting up.

I questioned, confused as to why he was still transfixed in that spot. "Well My Princess, I felt you wanted some space, to clear your head." I just sighed and gestured for him to follow me. As we approached the garden, we met Prince Arthur. He came and stopped in front of us, like he had been waiting for us to come out. "My Princess, it's a surprise to see you here". He said with a very annoying smirk on his stupid face. Adrian scoffed loudly, or so he thought and then mumbled, "Yeah, right".

She doesn’t wait to see if the boards will hold her as the second troll swings his arm against the bridge making it swing precariously in the air. ‘Hera! Get us out of here.’ I scream at her, watching as the first troll tries to grab her again. “Go, we’ll distract them.” The sprites and fairies descend on the trolls, tugging on their hair, biting their ears, anything to get their attention away from us. It works and we make it to the other side. Hera turns, wanting to make sure that the sprites and fairies aren’t injured. “Come on, they’ll be fine.” Buppig says. “We need to hurry, I can hear the bells tolling. The Prince and Duchess are getting married today. Run!”