The Princess Jewelry Box Novels & Stories

She got on her feet and I watched as she picked up a box from her nightstand and held it out to me. "What is it?" I asked as I collected it. She sighed and slumped on her bed. "A gift from Prince Xavier. Does he have to act so desperately?" From the mirror, I glimpsed my eyes as they flashed orange in jealousy. "Oh really?" Was the only thing I could bring myself to mutter as I opened the box. I gasped when I saw the jade figurines. He had bought this gift with me in mind. The realization left a bittersweet feeling in my mouth.

Other demanded for cup of coffee, and Jessica prepared and he thought Sharon and her mom how to prepare the coffee and some other things, When Prince was led to his bed In the hall, his bag fell, and all the treasures that his mom gave him poured on the floor, and Jessica sighted the treasures, and Jessica hastily rushed down to the prince bedside, and she asked, “Is this not diamond and gold,?“ “Yeah,” the prince retorted, “This Is very expensive here, let me help you pack them Into the bag,” Jessica said, “No, no, don't bother yourself, I have people who can do that for me,” the prince said, and he called the palace guards, and they Immediately came and they gathered all the treasures and

He took the box out and presented it to Diana, imitating her earlier gesture, and said calmly, "Open it and take a look." Diana stared at the box, somewhat surprised, and glanced at him. "This box looks quite mysterious. What's inside? You're not really giving the company to me, are you?" John gazed at her intently. "Do you want it?" "I don't want... You need to calm down!" Diana walked over, reaching out her hand and slowly opened the box. Inside lay a necklace—a priceless one. It was adorned with a pink diamond, the outer edge polished to resemble a teardrop, with a faint shadow visible at the center of the teardrop, revealing the silhouette of a mermaid.

“You sir, may stay here.” Jose nods as I step inside and look around. The key had the number of the box and I find it quite quickly, placing the key in the lock. I fiddle with the code before turning the key, and the box swings open. Something that puts the manager at ease. There are a few boxes of jewellery, some precious jewels in a velvet pouch, as well as a few diamond brooches. I take the contents out, placing them into my bag when I see the pile of photographs at the bottom, placed in a weak envelope that’s torn from one side.

"Open it," Sofia looked at me and I nodded. She opened the box revealing a tiara embedded with diamonds and ruby. It was so beautiful that we stared at it speechlessly. "Now, the princess is complete," Miranda smiled, placing the tiara on Vivian's tiny head. "Sir," John said. "You need to sign the transfer paper for your penthouse," "Oh, right," I nodded. "Bring them,"

And I feel like a princess in the long black gown. “And to complete the look,” she says, holding a small blue velvet box in her hand. I shake my head. “No. No way, Sab. When did you even—” “Relax,” she says, opening the box. “It’s just a loan.” Studded diamonds. Not too big and gaudy—not too small for my ears. They’re perfect. And while I’m speechless, she helps me put them on, so I can see how right she is. They do complete the look.

she demanded, fear creeping into her voice. "I'm doing something I've always wanted to do," I said, holding up the velvet box and opening it slowly. The ring caught the faint light of the room—a cushion-cut diamond, ringed by a circle of sapphires, her favorite. The band was rose gold, delicate but long-lasting. Just like her. Zara's head shook with hysteria. "No, no. Zed, no—you don't have to pity me—" "Pity?" My voice cracked a little. "Is that what you think this is?"

She drew in a sharp breath through her teeth and did as Hailey asked, untying the bow and tearing off the wrapping paper. The sight that met their eyes was a beautifully intricate chest with carvings of glyphs, ancient forests and runes. It looked old and obviously worth a small fortune if its gold color was to be believed. “Why would the king send me this? It looks priceless,” She gasped. “I-I must return it back to him.” But before she could even move, Hailey was already pulling the box open to reveal its contents and there sitting on a bed of red velvet was a beautifully wicked, winking thing, made entirely of gold and studded with tiny emeralds.

My eyes caught on the edge of a wrinkled, torn paper, the word princess sticking out like a splash of ink. Anyone with information about the missing princess, please report to Headmistress Yves. The princess was last seen eighteen years ago. Useful information will be compensated with a sum of $1,000,000. My breath caught. That amount of money was unheard of. Unimaginable in the places I grew up in. But eighteen years missing? That was a long time. How could one hold out hope for new information when it’d been that long? Eighteen years. My age.

She suddenly became quiet interest as she love jews and especially if they are rare. “Yes,” nodded Princess Kay. “Alright, quickly now. Go get me my boxes of gifts by Concubine Bella,” said the Empress, waving her hand at the maid. The maids nodded and went to grab the gift box. They brought it over to the Empress. Princess Kay smiled. She was happy that her plan was going exactly how she planned. The Empress pulled out the gifts from the box. Princess Kay was looking through each of them. Then something red and shiny caught the Empress’s eyes. She took the feather and flipped it around. She smiled and said, “I didn’t see this before?”