The Princess Trials Novels & Stories

“The dragon sleeps deep. You must enter the Prism Vale. Walk the path of soul-balance. If you succeed, Nyrielle will rise. If not... she will devour what’s left of you.” I stare at the flame-ring. “You’re giving me a death sentence.” “No,” the Queen says softly. “I’m giving you a chance.” A beat of silence. Then, another memory surges; Lucien’s smile which is rare and quiet. His voice, telling me I make him feel real. Like he’s not just the shadow of someone braver. “I’ll do it,” I whisper. “For him. For me.” The Queen gestures. “Then you will begin the Three Trials. Each one tied to an elemental truth. Each one stripping away a piece of you until only the worthy remains.”

As soon as she arrived at the chess court, her eyes caught the sight of Dillion, who was already looking at her, however, the princess walked over to her father's side and bowed to him before taking a seat next to him. Her father, king Azad nodded toward his brother, Raphael. And the Duke rose to his feet, "Due to the absence of the Duchess for a few days, our princess Sabrina of Prisionera will be in charge of conducting your test." The princess rose to her feet and bowed to them before returning to her seat. Dillion smiled at the princess, looking around to make sure no one was watching him.

Audon I can do it again; nothing is stopping me now. My plan worked perfectly, and I have been carefully planning and executing it for a lifetime. It all began with broken dreams and unfulfilled expectations. Aego was my best friend; we were part of a high-ranking elite of students. We were decisive and capable, and when King Faelyn grew old and had no descendants, the council invited all elite students to participate in the trials. The Royal Trials were an ancient tradition that allowed the ruling king to find an heir without a direct descendant. King Faelyn was my uncle; I believed he would first look into his bloodline, but instead, he ordered the council to summon the people to participa

"You borrowed my style." "Excuse me?" She removed her sunglasses. "This is my turf." Oh. Okay. "I didn't get the memo," I said, raising a brow. "You got a patent on white boots and genderfluid glammery?" She smiled. "You're spunky. I like it. But behave yourself, Snow Princess." I winked at her. "I dance like I tread. Unstable and fierce." She snorted. "Touché." And then she turned away, her perfume behind her like judgment and roses.

Or maybe he's still busy to think about finding me. But I'm still his daughter. Didn't he even missed me in the last three months? Or it's just okay with him without me around? But what about Mom? Isn't she informed? I smiled wryly. I know the Harold's will break it with Mom. Maybe she's also busy to even care. I heaved a sigh. I am Siren Mendez. Everybody calls me princess. But this princess here they didn't know. Though I got almost everything I need, yet it's all empty and I'm still lonely.

“Yes. Solaris, Lunaris, and Noctis each demand the Princess prove her worth through three trials.” Alessia whispered, “Trials again?” The messenger trembled. “They call them…” He hesitated as he looked at them one by one, then spoke: “The Trials of Fate.”

I woke up to the sound of the wind, every muscle in my body tense. I opened my eyes and found myself on a narrow platform, hanging forty stories above the ground on the side of Macro's office building. My vertigo hit me instantly, and I froze, unable to move. My heart hammered against my ribs. I tried to scream, but only a choked gasp escaped my lips. Then I heard Karen's voice from an open window. "Macro said if he doesn't discipline you, you'll never become a lady." "This is a lesson for you. Let's see if you'll dare to cross me again."

"What happened in there? Why did he drag you away?" I walked over to the bed and sat down, the adrenaline finally starting to fade into a cold, hard knot in my stomach. "He’s making me go through trials," I said, my voice tight. "I would be going through testing against the daughters of his noble families. He says if I can’t beat them, I’m not worthy of being Queen." Susan’s jaw dropped. "Trials? Like... combat?" "I’m not sure yet, probably Combat, politics, the works," I said. "He told me if I don't win, I’m either going back to Rafael or I’m dead. He’s setting me up to fail."

“Pray for… my salvation?” The princess’ soul was taken aback. Even though she knew he’d do so, when she truly had to face death, it still felt like a dream. She was the Corpse King’s daughter, the one and only corpse princess! As a royal, she was one of the tops in her world. Before this, she stood at the peak of social status and looked down on the other trialists as if they were a group of clowns. She would sometimes appear just for the sake of teasing them.

The human side might want us just as much as the wolf side. Sasha- maybe. But his earlier behavior doesn't match with that theory. I smell Luis before he knocks on my door. "I'm coming," I call as I finish tying my shoes. ********* "Good Afternoon White Crest. My name is Princess Sasha, and I will be conducting a ten-day training course. Training will begin at 8 am every morning after today. We are starting late today due to a small rogue issue. But don't let that worry you, the issue was eliminated. At the end of my course I would love to hear your feedback. Are there any questions," I yell loudly over the crowded field.