Novel & Cerita The Princess Jewelry Box

“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

Rows of distinctively designed large treasure chests contain only precious jewels. Chandra's gaze followed Moris. And when the princess saw the reaction on Moris' face, she immediately followed Moris. "So many jewels," said Chandra in amazement. The princess brought the jewels in her hand. 'The jewelry in Randell's place was the same in our palace. Have these come from the handsome pirate? Only royalty has such expensive jewelry.' Chandra has many thoughts on her mind that she couldn't help but to think of it again. Chandra and Moris returned the jewels and others after checking them. Then Moris asked.

“I got you something.” I took the box out of the bag. Judging by the square shape, it was jewelry. I opened the box, and a smile graced my lips. In the box were Harry Winston’s diamond drop earrings. They were encrusted with four diamonds. About sixty carats. I loved it so much. Harry Winston’s jewelry brand had really valuable stuff and one of it was in my hands. “Do you like it?” I tore my eyes away from the beauty in my hands. “I love it. Thank you.”

He inhaled sharply and I couldn't help but burst out laughing at his offended expression. “Princess, I have a present for you.” Ben handed me a box and as I opened it, my jaw dropped. “...W-w-what is this?” He took it from the casket and wrapped it around my neck. Seeing my reflection in the mirror, the fascinating jewel completed my appearance and made me more breathtaking than I ever had before.

In front of her room were the head servant, Jumi and Merea. Barigo flung her unceremoniously on the hard stone of the room and towered over her. “Bring it out,” he commanded. “W-what fath…your majesty?” “Bring out the princess’s jewelry box. The one the house of Rudo gifted her with yesterday.” Phoenix frowned as she rose to her knees on the floor. “I have no idea of what you’re talking about… your majesty.”

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.

The other was a much larger wrapped gift box, the paper shimmering faintly in the fading light like silk. Her breath hitched in anticipation. She set down her keys and her café bag, hands moving instinctively toward the smaller box first. Gently, she lifted the lid—and gasped softly. Inside was a stunning jewelry set: a necklace, earrings, and bracelet, each featuring a striking blue sapphire centerpiece surrounded by glimmering diamonds. The stones seemed to dance in the light, as though they held their own secret fire. The deep, oceanic hue of the sapphires reminded her instantly of Kingsley’s gaze when he looked at her like she was the only woman in the world.

I paused, pulling out a beautifully ornate jewelry box. its intricate carvings glinting in the light. The box was a deep mahogany, polished to a high shine, with delicate floral patterns etched into the wood. Gold accents highlighted the edges, giving it an air of elegance and sophistication. I carefully opened the lid, the *click* sound breaking the air of silence , revealing a velvet-lined interior that cradled an array of stunning pieces. Each jewel sparkled like tiny stars, just waiting for the right moment to shine. My heart raced as I imagined which piece would perfectly complement the black dress.

Cassian hasn’t forbidden me from exploring a single square inch of this palace. But I can’t get over the feeling that this is wrong. Regardless, I spin the lever clockwise, then back, then forward again. The lock clicks, and the door flips open. A stare at the silver jewelry box for a few moments, there in the center around some of the other crown jewels of Oceana—felt boxes in a variety of colors, brilliant diamonds in crystal-clear cases. I snatch the silver box out as if I’m stealing it, because I feel like I am.

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.