The Princess Imprints A Traitor Novels & Stories

“Because I’d miss my chance to get to talk to you alone. In front of my father, I have to talk tactic, but I know that’s not how I’m going to win you over.” “Excuse me?” I narrowed my eyes. “You said it yourself. You have the right to reject, even if your father gives his blessing. That means I have to win you over, and I plan to do so.” “Why in the hell would you want to do that? I just openly rejected you in front of both our fathers.” He laughed.. “I think it’s admirable. The other Princesses of the other kingdoms are very compliant. They do as they’re told without question. Arsenal isn’t known for it’s compliancy, as you know. I don’t find that kind of thing attractive.”

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

But Elara tasted the poison beneath every smile. She swept into the hall beside her parents, Kael just behind, her gown of deep green catching the candlelight. Nobles bowed their heads, though their eyes followed her like hawks. Already the whispers had begun: The princess and the Ironfang heir. A match written by politics… or by fate. Her stomach twisted.

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!"

ok I have to knock her out, I I hit her and then she collapsed The princess glares at me "I'm sorry but I have no choice, come on let's go" We where about coming out of Dracula study, when Dracula walks in s*** we quickly hid behind one of the shelves he called one of his gaurds "call every guard in the palace let them lineup because we have a traitor Among Us " "what do you mean sire?" " some of the guards are Freedom Fighters, they work for the Alpha sister, they are nothing but traitors and we are going to catch them today! now assemble all the gaurds now!

She admired his resilience, the way he faced adversity with unwavering determination, and the silent rebellion that lingered in his eyes. As Maximus moved through the palace corridors with a silent nobility, Callista's heart fluttered with an unfamiliar warmth. It was a sentiment she had not anticipated—a crush that transcended the boundaries of class and status. The princess, usually guarded in matters of the heart, found herself drawn to the enigmatic Thracian in a way that defied the expectations of the court.