The Princess Imprints A Traitor Novels & Stories

, Aurora said and placed her hand on where the heart is supposed to be. Sandra hugged her daughter and cried silently. How does one explain to a five year old girl that her mother has cancer and will die soon? Charles also turned his face and cried. Sandra just wish she can be with her family forever. December, 2000 Crown Prince, Zuerien set out on a cold December morning to check out the beauty of the Castle. Being a prince is a hard job. You can't do anything without the council's consent. Zuerien doesn't want to live like this. He wants to travel around the world and find true love. His father, King Edward wants him to marry Duke Bartholomew's daughter. He likes Lady Sophie as a friend bu

Their determination to protect their princess was matched only by Isabella's unwavering resolve to fulfill her destiny. As Isabella stood at the threshold of her escape, her heart filled with a mix of gratitude and determination. She vowed to return to Ardenia, to rally her people and confront the forces that threatened their peace and stability. No longer a captive, but a warrior fueled by her gifts and the unwavering support of her loyal followers, she would face the challenges ahead with courage and tenacity. The tale of Princess Isabella, imprisoned and questioned for her gift, would become a legend whispered in the halls of Ardenia. Her resilience, her ability to withstand the trials th

However, to my relief the King merely nodded stiffly and jumped back into the car, the fleet moved off and gained speed quickly, disappearing in the dust. A mixture of emotions filled me as we jogged back to the pack. I’m betraying dad, I’m betraying my pack. But what dad did meant he and everyone involved had committed treason. Unwittingly, I had committed treason too, I had touched the princess while she was under duress and I felt terrible. I thought she liked me. I thought she was my mate. I rubbed my face as the scene and smell around us changed to fighting and blood. Wolves were everywhere as many had transformed, some members of my pack had fallen. Some, surrendered not wishing to fig

“Exiles own the water, ma’am. Whatever your brother or the Captain told you was a lie. They have no idea what they’ll be facing. Exiles have granted us passage from time to time, but this ship is carrying two Royals. I doubt they’ll look the other way now.” “My brother has sailed these seas for years.” “He’s a Prince. You’re a Princess. Do you know what a pirate would do to get his hands on you? They’d defy every law in the book to capture a gem like that.” I felt queasy. “My sister has sailed this very journey. I think we are fine; all due respect.” He smiled and I realized why they called him Fang. His canines looked like they’d been filed into actually fangs. “Your sister is not you, Prin

Nezeira, “Your Highness, Ywain just sent a message that a werewolf has been apprehended as they were raiding the building. I will start interrogating him asap.” King Xavier, “Very well Princess, we all need some answers soon. Carry on.” Nezeira bowed and left for the outhouse. A few seconds later voice called her out and she stopped to look back. Prince Yihan came running towards her. He stood facing her, saying, “So? It’s Princess huh? Princess of Valdmore.” Nezeira, unmoved by Yihan’s gestures and body language, coldly replied, “It is.” Yihan, “So why didn’t you say so before.”

“These results shows us that the Princess is a fake. She's not a shifter, she doesn't even have Alpha blood.” Kaiden growled, “That's impossible!” “But it is, Your Majesty. You won't believe it because she has placed a bewitching spell on you. Don't you see?” Caesar yelled, addressing everyone in the room, “Why would Elder Miriyam decide to give her free pass to someone she's meeting for the first time?” Kaiden regretted ever granting Miriyam and Elixir permission to miss the party. “She bewitched everyone to make sure she lived her life smoothly here in our realm whilst using us as experimental scapegoats.”

his order thundered in Rhae’s ears. The Princess? Rhae’s head became full of questions. Though she hadn’t known the woman for long, she had grown attached, even though she was a princess. Rhae flicked the knife from her palm upwards towards her attacker. The blade dug into the man’s shoulder, making him loosen his grip with a grunt. Rhae slid out of his hold and stood up, dipping away from reaching hands. She jumped, spreading her legs, kicking down both the men around the Princess. The men staggered, grabbing their necks in pain. Rhae grabbed the Princess’ sword off the floor and tucked the handle into her palm. Rhae grabbed her shoulder and sprinted out of the alley dragging the Princess b

I almost tried to follow her when another conversation broke out, making me halt and stay to listen. “Duchess Fiona’s niece, you said?” Another woman, who sat in front of me, asked her companion, “You mean Princess Erhys Bescheil, the late Crown prince’s only daughter?” Wait, what? “I heard the Prince was a traitor. He was the one who started the revolt thirteen years ago, freeing those treacherous dragons.” “Because of her father's deceitful act, the crown prince’s castle--- the Beischel residence, was looted and almost everyone related to him was executed. They also decreased the number of maids serving that residence to one. I pity that one soul.”

The Princess is cut off as her mighty sister begins reading the ridiculous contents of her letter to the crowd, including the part where she swears her allegiance to King Elon and promises to deliver my precious blood to him in hope that it will grant him the powers of Elowen's crown and he shall in return end Queen Rowena's reign over this kingdom and those loyal to her as well. Surprisingly, that is the least embarassing potion of the letter as the Princess goes ahead to promise King Elon the beauty of her naked body and the commitment of her soul if he makes her his empress. The crowd explodes in laughter and gasps, causing the Princess to hang her head in humiliation. Queen Rowena snaps

"I have half her soul, and she has half mine. Every tainted bit of me belongs to her. But I always ignored the signs. You see, I came into this game with a clear goal in mind. But her goodness, her warmth Her hand fit perfect in mine. Everything she did stole a piece of my heart She broke through the iron cage Releasing emotions I never knew I had even from the start. Because, I failed to realize it, but even then The game lied in the hands of the princess I was the traitor in her den. The princess didn't belong to me But my soul belongs to her And in the end, after all is done The conclusion is that the princess has won!"