The Princess Is Going On Strike Novels & Stories

I said, placing the apple on her head. “No. No. No please. No.” She begs. This makes me happy. She knows what is coming. I walked back to my case and pulled out my whip. Summer fighting against the guards. The princess cried uncontrollably. “Stay still princess. I wouldn’t want to miss.” I flicked my wrist several times, allowing everyone to hear the whip snapping. I moved closer to the princess. “Are you ready?” I yelled for everyone to hear me. My men cheer. I raised my arm and sent my whip flying towards her. ‘CRACK’. Then screams. I missed the apple, but I hit her throat. Her screams are like music to my ears.

It seems that he was too brainwashed by the fairytale books and movies that he has read and watched. “In order to obtain something, one must sacrifice something.” Raine spoke. Yris nodded in agreement. “Yes.” He muttered. “The princess Alf wanted to earn everyone’s true respect and undying loyalty, especially since she is a woman who everyone looks down upon. So, she left the kingdom of Elhasa and began her journey to make achievements.” He said and looked at Raine. “She conquered lands without shedding blood. Instead, she also conquered the hearts of the people, that is through protecting them from the demons that plagued the land.” He told Raine.

“I saw it in your eyes last night. You can’t hide it, not from me.” He shifted but didn’t get up. “Don’t call me that! It’s annoying! I’m Kingston or King, as always,” he snapped. “And I told you, we can’t let it go further.” “And why not? And don’t give me that bullshit about me being a princess. That’s not why you’re doing this.” “Just stop, Romaine!” he warned, his eyes darkening. “No, I won’t, Kingston Rossdale! I’m tired of being pushed around and told what I can and can’t do! I’m twenty-five, I’m the Crown Princess and I’m goddamn tired of being pushed around like some rag doll!”

"We're going to send the Princess, one of the three masterminds of this coup d'etat, to talk to the resistance to thwart Emma's marching. I'm not sure we are all on the same page here...The Princess wanted her father to be overthrown from his throne. I don't think sending the Princess to talk to the resistance is a good choice right now." He had a point that everyone couldn't disagree with. The Princess wouldn't talk to the resistance to thwart the plan. She wanted her father off the throne. She looked so determined to do it and would do anything to accomplish it. But with two heads out of the plan, Emma had to carry the burden on her own.

Hany said while laughing " she is the princess Muons , the darkened King's fiancé , didn't you know" his eyes widened while drawing a victory smile " oh man why you didn't tell me earlier, your highness "he grabbed me while putting me behind his tall back , protecting me apparently. like I needed protection.... " so let get me this straight , you , adam gonna attack me ,I am gonna dodge it easily , take your sword and throw you at you friend who i don't know his name only by one hand , my left one , to hit his hand and sticking it to that tree , jump at you the second who I don't know his name too , and yeah you chief , my greetings, give you 2 hmm no 3 punches and will not cut your throat f

I started, but she cut me off by lifting her hand to my face, and the only reason I didn't slap it away was that she was royalty. "No. I don't listen to outsiders and to people like you. I believe that you have knowledge about my engagement with the prince but, nonetheless, you came onto him!" "Where's your proof of that?" I asked, now folding my arms to control myself. "Oh, I will... I do have... I want to hear you confess with that mouth of yours!" I laughed and shook my head at her. Of course gossip would start about Sebastian and myself, I had been expecting such, but Princess Naomi had no proof. She just wanted me to fold at her presence because of her title.

She turned all the viewers who came to insult her into traffic and used the money she earned to fund the Lawsons wherever they had a financial hole to plug. Out of curiosity, I searched for her stream. Sure enough, she was live. I clicked in and saw her wearing that same ridiculous pink gown. The chat was filled with endless insults. My sharp eyes caught the frayed threads and stains on her dress. Raising my brow, I sent a comment, "The princess wears what the princess wants. It's none of your business." Nadia instantly flew into a rage. Right then, someone in the chat asked, "So… what's going on between you and your brother now?"

His voice thundered across the courtyard, making a few distant servants freeze in place. The maid stepped back, her words spilling out faster. “The princess wished to visit His Highness in his chambers. But Lady Nadai barred the way, said the prince did not wish to see her. When the princess insisted… Lady Nadai ordered the guards to remove her, but she… she struck the princess herself first, sire. Hard. I...” The woman stopped, glancing nervously at Delia. Mathias turned his gaze back to the princess, whose lower lip was trembling, though she still refused to speak. Her silence spoke volumes.

he grumbles, his arms crossing defensively. I laugh at that. “What princesses have you been hearing about? Belle? She literally fucked a beast and let him hold her captive to save her father. Snow White? Ran from a murderous witch and decided shacking up with seven strangers was a great idea. Ariel? Swam out of the safety of the ocean and risked everything to be near humans. Honestly, Princesses kick more ass than Princes ever do.” “You would see it that way,” he mutters, rolling his eyes.

Laura silently cleaned up the broken vase while the princess sat silently at the dressing table. The Crown Prince, hearing about the incident, returned angrily and accused the princess, "You're really something. After I just said a few words to you, you start giving me attitude and pretending to be sick. You're obviously trying to make my father think I'm treating you badly, aren't you?" The princess still didn't react. Angered by her silence, the Crown Prince slapped her across the face. "Get out! Don't give me this dead look in my room," he shouted.