The Queen's Garden Novels & Stories

They continued to walk and finally arrived at the place the queen said to be the venue of the wedding. "Wow! This place is beautiful!" Kashmir was elated. "Did you like it dear?" the queen asked Kashmir who was gaping at the place. Kashmir approached the queen and said "I like it so much mother! How did you know that I liked a garden wedding?" "You have been here almost a year now. And you have always had your breakfast in the garden near Amaro's place. I am certain that you would love this for your wedding, it's the biggest and most beautiful garden in the whole palace." The queen said while holding both of Kashmir's hands.

"Yeah, pretty amazing. You have the Queen to thank for this. She's the one tending to this garden." Tessa turned to face him. "Really? The Queen did not come off as a green thumb to me." "I can perfectly assure you that her thumbs are not green." "No, no, what I meant was -- Nevermind." Tessa said. The pair had walked further in the garden, and came across the pond. There he gestured for Tessa to take a seat on the cobblestone bench beside a statue of a garden elf. "So," Tessa said encouragingly. "As promised, I would listen."

Whispers of servants, viewers of the council, I maintained my position, though my heart sank within me. The council chamber was bigger than I used to know in my childhood. The large ceiling, fancy tapestries, and floors made me feel tiny. Councilors were muttering together, when Rowan gave a signal that I was coming. They all stopped at once with the eyes on me. Formally Rowan announced it: "Her Royal Highness, Princess Aurelia Valeon," and bowed slightly. "Heir to the Valeon Kingdom." I smiled, nodded my head, attempting to make myself deaf to the accelerated beat of my heart.

He stands up from his seat and said:" Okay you can stroll in my garden but for a limited time only" Victoria nods her head. At least she can walk for some time and get some fresh air. she is being suffocated here. Alexander then walks to her and said: " Come let's go my queen ". Saying this he forwards his hand to take Victoria's hand. Victoria becomes shy and happy. oh ho, nowadays he is being a little romantic. now he seems to be her husband. She was about to give her hand into his when she heard Alexander saying" My Queen do fast we have limited time I already told you. For you I am leaving my important work. If I send you alone in my garden you may destroy my plants and flowers".

The king of Nayak has spoken. ..... “ The flowers are so pretty my Queen,” Annalise said immediately after we entered the palace garden. The garden used to belong to Treven's mother, the late Queen but ever since she died, the former king forbade anyone from ever entering the garden. I loved the garden and the king allowed me to have the garden for myself. Eria's garden skills have been useful too, she helped me with a lot in the garden. She and some other maids removed the weeds and pruned what needed to be pruned to allow the flowers to grow beautifully.

What fascinated her even more was the revelation that it was the Queen herself who had nurtured and cultivated this breathtaking garden. Just then, a familiar voice interrupted their reverie. It was none other than the Queen, Elizabeth, who had approached them without warning. Feigning surprise, she exclaimed, "Oh my! What do we have here? Why are these young children in my garden?" Her hands instinctively flew to her mouth, a playful expression adorning her face. "Mother!" Killian exclaimed, breaking into a sprint and embracing the Queen with all his might. Elizabeth let out a soft chuckle, returning her son's tight hug. Killian was her greatest source of pride and joy, and this tender mome

"Before he lets that dark side of him make decisions." I decided that I was not interested in listening to them talk about my mate. So, I excused myself and began to walk around. The garden was huge and I wondered if the Queen took care of it on her own. But, that was impossible. I'm sure she had numerous workers to do that. I wandered around for a while until I was out of the garden. I didn't know my way back so, I just kept walking. I heard grunts and shuffling, and I froze. I listened carefully and I was sure that a fight was going on.

"N-No. I want to take care of it by myself. I want a place to grow them without intrusion, would it be possible?" "Everything our madam wants is possible." "T-Thank you," Aileen replied. With that, the gardener made another glasshouse built solely for the queen, and only the king has the right to enter. After about a month, the grass grew, and she made a clean spot to draw a circle. She was staring at the circle she drew. "This grass around it should be high enough to hide the circle." She sighed and put her golden oriental hairpin back into her hair. "Wait, it looks quite different from the book. Will it work? But what if the price for failing to perform the magic would cost Shaun's life?"

But in her mind, she was already envisioning herself as the lady of Oswald's mansion, because in her heart, she believed it was only a matter of time. Queen's car rolled smoothly to a stop at the Escobar estate. The grand gates opened as if in welcome, and the well manicured lawns glimmered under the morning sun. She adjusted her sunglasses, took a deep breath, and stepped out with her signature grace. A maid greeted her at the entrance. "Good day ma'am," she genuflected and Queen waved her hand at her in response. "My Lady is at the garden spending her morning," the maid quickly added. Then Queen sharply turned and began making her way to the garden. As she made her way through the lush pat

--- LATER THAT NIGHT – THE GARDEN I found her standing alone beneath the white-flowered tree in the Queen’s Garden. Her dress was lavender. Her cloak was fur-lined. Her face was as calm as ever. “Your Majesty,” she said sweetly when she noticed me. “How thoughtful of you to visit my garden.” “This garden belongs to the crown,” I said, my voice low. “And I’m the crown now.” Her lips curved. “Are you?” I stepped closer. “Drop the pretense,” I snapped. “Why are you really here?” “I missed the weather,” she said with mock innocence.