The Princess Doesn't Want To Be Spoiled Novels & Stories

I swallowed hard as I looked over at her. “No, I’m fine. Let’s just enjoy this while we can.” I smiled. I tried my best to hide my pain. She’s already doing too much for me. Spilling my burdens on her might tip her over. “These are very different from the gardens at home, Princess. There are flowers of all kinds!” She squealed excitedly as she looked at all the flowers. My heart somehow felt lighter as I watched her make the best out of a bad situation. “These would look lovely against your beautiful, snow-white hair, Princess.” She picked a few lavender-colored flowers and my heart began to race. Are we allowed to pick the flowers? At home, a maid's hand would be cut off for that. They’re r

Was I hearing things, surely I was. “ Are you okay your highness, you look pale?” Another asked, them being nice had me even sicker. Could they just stop being nice! I was getting frustrated, my head pounding even more and it made me so dizzy. It was all a trick, I knew it was all a trick. I knew they did not like me, no one liked me and that was fine. Not even my mate liked me and I could not compete with a goddess, I would never win. Areli was on her own level, she was just a goddess by every definition of the word. Me, I was just princess Zisealer, the warrior, the black stain in my kingdom, the unwanted child. Yet I did not feel like a warrior, I did not feel like a princess, I felt like

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"Also, are you sad because you are no princess?" Is she sad that she is not princess? What had being princess brought her? Loneliness and being unable to have friends were the worst thing. There was no one that dares talk to her because she was royalty. The moment she was chosen by the their sacred tree, her friends never talked to her again and she became really rude and cruel. "No, not because I am no longer princess but because I have never been good to them. I should have tried even though I am not allowed to. The outcome could have been different."

Aria said as she glanced at the chair before her, signaling the maid to seat her down. "Okay, uh... What are you doing here in the castle? I thought the palace was only open to advisors, councils and the like...." Mikhail asked as he locked eyes with the young woman. "Sorry, there's no other way else to ask this but... Do you live under a rock? I'm Prince William's fiancée. Obviously I have a free pass to enter and exit at my leisure." Aria boasted as she swept her blonde hair over her shoulder and smirked cockily.

Because you see, this princess wasn't made for Prince Charming. She wasn't made for all things good in the world. No, this princess was made for me. So in this fairy tale, Prince Charming doesn't win. And the princess doesn't get to choose. My little flower for my eyes only. I'll pluck her petals and watch her die. Because in this fairy tale the villain wins. And I will make the princess MINE!' –Q. Holt

she asked, toe tapping against the weathered porch boards. Damn. She got me. I had done my best to learn what I could about Tobi’s world, and yeah, I knew he was a prince. But I hadn’t really thought it through. Not all the way. “I mean… we haven’t exactly talked about that yet,” I muttered, trying to keep my composure. “A crescent moon,” Moira said, exasperated. “I guess we should start calling you Princess,” Oscar teased with a grin. Henry turned in his arms, confused. “Wait, what secret is she keeping?”

- Do not be disappointed, if he is ever unpleasant to you, you will eventually get used to it. - Don't worry. I'm not going to die... She didn't intend to show herself as a weak princess, who will accept anything he says... No matter how handsome he might be, she wasn't going to let him get to her. She looked at the picture one last time before putting it back in the envelope... She was ready. *** - I'm not ready. - You are... Focus. They're coming...

I said and mentioned their respective names "Thank you for accepting my letter. Now, how about you both sit on the couch and talk about your real business in the palace" I ittered while still maintaining my fierce, sharp eyes. Don't get the wrong idea, I am not glaring. I am just looking at them full of seriousness to make them realize that I am not a naive princess. I want them to view me in a way where it is much honorable like 'Intelligent princess' Because mostly, Princesses here in this world are known as a naive princess. Some would even call them 'Spoiled' princess so I wanted them to know that I am different

Laverne will have me. I quickly looked around her room. Last time I was here I was too busy manhandling the princess of this castle so I didn't get to take a good look. Her room was just as big as mine but not anything special. To my surprise, it was very bare with minimal things. There were only two pieces of furniture. Her bed and a dresser. Not even nightstands. Shouldn't a girl with her age and her status have more things? Maybe she is not that materialistic, I thought.