The Princess Diarist の小説・ストーリー

"Yes, my princess. Everything is well-packed. You don't need to worry yourself. It is well-packed. "Thank you so much. You are the best." Princess Diana said and she hugged the maid. She really likes the maid so much. Princess Diana is the only one that has a listening ear to whatever Princess Diana has to say among all the maids. She always wants to hear the princess talk and always wants to help the Princess to the best of her ability. But the most time she is always busy whether in the kitchen or on an errand. But anytime she is free, she always makes sure she stays close to Princess Diana. Princess left the table and headed straight to the kitchen. She felt she might still get some thin

Viktor POV “Goddess, I know it’s only been a couple of months but man, I’ve missed this place,” Cedric said with a sigh. I took my seat at my desk and chuckled. “We’ve missed you here, Cedric,” I said. “So tell me. That other girl is the princess? As in, Princess Violette Dubois of the werewolves?” He asked. I nodded my head. “Yes, my slave princess,” I said. He let out a chuckle.

I was at daze, I don't know what was happening she was a princess and I made her a I even fought her over her mate, I looked at her in disbelief I couldn't believe she will kept it all by herself I couldn't believe what was happening, if I had known I wont had done that, I knew there is nothing for me to do about it, but I couldn't stop thinking about it. I should have known that she was a princess, I remember a girl named Victoria called her by that name, but I didn't think much about it. I made her work as a maid in my pack, there is nothing I can do about it, but I still can't believe she was a princess, but seeing how she was coming and how the guards are following her there is no doubt

Althea clenched her fist and her lips quivered Lydia looked at her with a worried and sad gaze, she wished all this was a dream and that her princess wasn’t going to marry the Baron but sadly it’s not a dream. This is reality, a sad and painful one at that. The princess's birthday that was supposed to start a new faze in her life became a nightmare. Althea gripped her royal garment hard as tears rolled down her eyes, her whole body went cold..

I explained. The general stayed quiet for a few seconds, then said "She's too quick witted, not to be up to something. You just haven't noticed it. Be alert. I know her. She may be picking up a spoon, and that may be a signal to someone." I just nodded my head. He walked away and i went back to my post only to see the princess out of her room and peeking through the door. "Where did you go?" She asked. "To the bathroom, My Princess." I answered

This incident only happened because of the woman's own foolishness. This was the first time in Miranda Hill's life that she had been humiliated like this. She took a deep breath and said, "Listen here, Larissa. If I have my eyes set on something, I'll get it, no matter what it is!" Larissa's face turned grim, and she sneered, "What's the matter? Are you dropping your act? I've known from the start that you were targeting me. "Who do you think you are? Why should I give something up just because you want it? Since you have Princess Syndrome, you better get it checked out. If left unchecked, it can become a serious issue!"

She gave me a bow and replied, “Good day, Princess.” Extending her hand and pointing inside, she added, “Prince Jackson already prepared a lot of dresses, shoes, and jewelry for you. It’s in your room.” Alisson shifted her eyes to Diana. “As for you, Prince Jackson thanked you for your great service of taking care of the princess and permits you today to go freely and reunite with your friends.” Instantly, a huge smile and words of gratitude came out of Diana’s lips. I sighed, feeling relaxed and happy as I looked at the entire castle. “Thank you. It’s been so long since I came to my room.”

She has her father's pale gold hair - which is identical to mine - and the angry eyes that flashed at Lisa are definitely hers. " How's the restaurant going, Lisa? Flourishing, I presume." Dad spears a pea with a fork. Lisa offers a smile with the power to stop hearts. Dubbed 'Princess of Oakenville' by the locals, her famed, angelic beauty is the reason most of the patrons at her thriving restaurant, Duke's Table, consist of adoring fanboys, and why most women love to have her as a prime subject of their gossip. "Your presumption is indeed right. Did I mention there's a prospect of an interview with Women's Weekly? They want me to feature in a cover story."

I let the threat hang in the air. "I’m sorry, sir. I’ll call the governor right away," Alex said hurriedly. "You should," I replied, ending the call. I got ready for my dinner with Sophia, instructing the maids to deliver an emerald dress I’d picked for her. I knew it was her favorite color, and I couldn’t wait to see her in it. As I waited in the living room, Sophia’s voice drew my attention. "Thank you so much, William. This dress is beautiful," she said, and I looked up.

My princess went all out. “Good morning, Princess.” I call out, my voice huskier than usual and catching Jessica jumping in surprise at the sound of my voice. She whirls around, a blush creeping along her fair skin and her blue eyes wide. “M-morning.” She stutters back, quickly looking away. Suppressing a chuckle. I move closer to Jessica, pulling her in for a hug. She stiffens against me and, after peering down, I notice her blushing cheeks have turned a beet-red. Oh, she is definitely embarrassed about last night.