The Princess Knight Book Novels & Stories

The blade was silver as well as the handle but it was decorated with amethyst gems at the very joint of the handle and blade, it was also intricately designed that anyone who saw it would definitely find it beautiful. On the other hand, the knights' sweatdropped at the present and were trying to shake their heads vigorously at the attendant in front of the prince. 'Say no, say no! The princess is not less than a year old!' They chanted in their head. 'What baby will be happy upon receiving such a dangerous thing?!' The store attendant's eyes were looking at the knights and the prince back and forth, undecided whether to lie at a prince to follow the knights or to ignore the knights…

The only evidence that Rafael left the room was because of the loud bang coming from the door. The scene shifted and we were now watching a girl with blonde hair walking in the library. She was looking through the books when she happened to bump into Prince Terrence making him drop a book. They both looked at each other - startled. "Sorry!" The blonde haired girl bent down and picked up the dropped book. "Here." She said as she handed the book to Prince Terrence. Then she saw the book cover. Her eyes immediately brighten. "Is that Nick Michael's 'Legend of the Faes'?!" She gasped and suddenly stopped herself. Her face flushed with embarrassment. The prince looked baffled at first, but then h

He was about to charge again when the eunuch shot an arrow before he was able to take a step. “Enough!” The princess’ order resonates around the place. “The woman and her brother follow my entourage, you are to serve me as your master from now on.” “P-princess! The fight is not yet over!” The knight pleads. “...” however she did not even glance at the poor knight, thus the eunuch explained on behalf of the Princess. “Princess Delika Argel Delimontes bestows the position of palace maid and knight guard to these two people here, any defiant will have to face a tribunal for disobeying her royal princess’ orders!”

She released me from her hug "She was one of the two princesses that almost killed Amara. She really tried her best during her time according to the book Remorse Heroine by Andrew Collins In the year 1625. And she was the only person that had that dream. The others only fought on the stories that were passed down to them" "Who was the second princess that almost won the fight?" I asked curiously and she smiled "Sabrina the great. She really fought with Amara and she might have won if she had also saw the dream"

I paced back and forth restlessly in the garden, praying to God, “Oh God, please keep my husband safe, I would give anything.” After a long time, there was a noise at the door. A group of knights in broken armor, smelling of blood, came in carrying a tall man. “Out of the way! Out of the way!” Shouted the knight standing in front. “What's going on?” I ran up. Oh, Nuri gritted his teeth, frowning in pain. There was blood running from under his armor. My lips quivered and I could not speak. “You're the princess the Royal Family married to atone for their sins? Get out of Here!” A knight shouted at me.

All that is known about them is that they do not have princesses; they are all princes, and this is the reason for their strength. She prepared herself, and her maid took her to her chariot that would take her to the kingdom of her unknown prince. She caught a glimpse of the king of the kingdom of darkness as he climbed in his chariot and set off to suddenly open the door of the cart she was riding in, and her prince climbed in to launch the cart with lightning speed to enter a black gap, a time gap that helps in moving between kingdoms. The allies quickly and easily found themselves suddenly in front of a palace—no, rather, a very high and huge castle, more than her father's palace in seve

My clothes were a mess, but the urgency overwhelmed me. "Where's the princess?" I asked Cedric, who seemed surprised by my question. "She's been spending most of her time in the library," he said. "But would you like to bathe first, Your Grace?" I ignored him and went straight to the library. When I opened the door, I was greeted by a magnificent sight - Princess Camellia engrossed in a large book, her eyes shining with curiosity. Her eyes sparkled as she traced the lines on the pages. Her slender figure was accentuated by a delicate dress, and her flushed face and red hair shone in the sunlight coming through the window, they were a delight to my eyes. I held my breath for a moment, afraid

He reminded me of Lysander and I didn't need anyone to tell me that he was the friend Lysander talked about. Shea looked up and sighed, gesturing at the man with her hands. "I forgot to introduce him to you." She sighed again. "Zerina this is..." She turned to him. "I didn't quite catch your name." "Oh," the man shook hands with me. "I'm the Princess's Knight in shining armour. " "You!! " Shea looked angry, but the kind that made me laugh.

tears one by one leaves her eyes, and she quickly wipes them away. I caress her hair, and she closes his eyes again. After a few minutes of sobbing and mumbling things about the Viscountess, Princess fell asleep due to fatigue and exhaustion. I get her blanket and cover her to her chest. I brush her bangs, and just then, there's a knock on the door. I quickly walk to the door as I don't want Princess to wake up. When I open the door, I find Knight Henry and James outside. I bow to pay respect and move out of the way so they can walk in.

I just remember how grand it was from the outside, the white brick, the towers that reach high into the air, I never could comprehend its size. I remember her though, she wouldn’t ever come down from that damn obstacle course and I couldn’t keep up with her. She was too fast, even though I was older and stronger. Despite being banned from the palace I’d sneak away just to look at her. Is that creepy? I was ten. Ah well, make up for it now, get to know her and hopefully woo her. But how the hell do you woo a princess? I can’t give her more than she already has. I can’t buy her.