Novel & Cerita The Queen's Heir Princess Bride

she curiously asked. "An heir to the throne is not allowed to marry an heiress from another kingdom. Prince Zion is the only heir of Etheor and you will be the new heiress of Citrine after Princess Ana Mae's death. So you need to be more careful with your actions and forget about your feelings for that guy," Ashley explained.

Madam Tremblay was always right. My name is Caroline Andermier, the heiress Princess of The Kingdom of Tresoria, daughter of King Maximus and Queen Lianne. Our territory was built where it used to be an old country named over its states being united or something of the sort. Almost all the history before the rising of the Kingdom was wiped away from common knowledge and the rest was forbidden for most of the people, including me.

She sturdied him, even after noticing his well dressed attire and his tall posture, she sneered. 'Who are we kidding? My daughter must have fallen for this man, right? Otherwise, why bring him all the way here? When I heard she brought a man here, I didn't know he would be so good looking.' The Queen Mother thought, 'I must find out what's going on between them, the princess is to be married to the Prince of Paris afterall.' As soon as Jake and Dohana sat down, there was instant tention. There were a few family members seated around the giant table. Dohana saw her two younger sisters and a few cousins. All of them looked at her with a face of expectation.

After his promise, the young prince gave him a portion that he had to take with him back to his pack. He could practice dark magic every night and with time, he got better and defeated the Crescent Moon Pack surprising every living Alpha that once failed to protect their packs against the Crescent Moon Pack. One year later… "Mother, I want to get married." Prince Brice knelt in front of the queen, his mother. She was an elegant woman with grey hair covering her head. She had golden royal pins in her thick grey hair that was tied up majestically. She wore a royal blue gown that ran up to her feet.

I look at the whores, gesturing them toward Tits. “Serve him,” I growl. “Thank you, Pakhan.” Tits sounds happy, but as he leads the whores away from the parlor, he suddenly stops and faces me. A dark, worried look crosses Tits’ face as he announces, “I saw her, Pakhan.” “Who?” I murmur, confused. Slowly, Tits confesses. “Princess, your bride. She’s in L.A. as we speak.” Hearing that, my eyes go owl-wide.

“Introducing, his majesty, King Fredrich Kristen the first and her royal highness, the royal consort, Princess Alana Willow Ducroft,” the chamberlain announced. The whole crowd kept their head low as they walked past. They looked regal, especially the former Grand Duke who was wearing royal regalia. It looked like he was born to wear it. Beside him, the third princess, despite being royalty, wasn’t as elegant. In fact, everyone thought of the woman most fit to stand beside him as Queen but as she was dead, there wasn’t anything they could do about it.

It almost made me pity him but knowing about this, my heart hardened. "I continue to rule, waiting for him to come back but then one night, I received a devastating news that made me howl in anger and guilt." He pulled a tattered newspaper beside him and handed it to me. Prince Jacob III found! After ten years of looking for the prince, there's a witness telling us that CINCO MARIA, the ship of the next heir to the throne, was found wrecked not far from the main port of Wales. Unfortunately, the prince and his wife, Joanna Rosabelle Jacques, were found dead on the wrecked ship. Though their children, named Lucas James Hansel and Mikaela Jane Hansel is assumed to have survived...

Prince Evan and Prince Martin were smirking at his sides while Prince David whistled a little. "Very familiar to you? May I know who is this someone, Prince Ares?" Father asked. "She looks like the crown princess of my kingdom." Father's eyes widened a fraction the same time I heard Orion hissed beside me. "Crown princess of your kingdom? You mean your bride to be?" "Indeed, Your Majesty. However, she abandoned me all of sudden and I'm still traveling acrose kingdoms just to find her, but until now, I have not seen her yet. But your daughter resembles her a lot. They actually look very the same that I wonder if she is—"

A young mortal servant—one of many who now worked in the palace, learning divine skills while sharing their own mortal wisdom—entered carrying a tray of food and a small scroll tied with green ribbon. “Good morning, sir,” she said with a warm smile, setting the tray on the desk. “Breakfast from the kitchens—fresh bread from Maria’s recipe, cheese from the foothill farms, and honey from the sacred hives. And this came for you just now.” She handed him the scroll, which he opened carefully. Eirene’s elegant handwriting covered the page:

I should have died last night…" She suddenly got up, as if about to throw herself into the wardrobe. Her mother rushed forward to stop her. The two of them clung to each other, crying. Mr. Sutton let out a heavy sigh. "What a mess this has become…" He looked at Jordan. "On the fifteenth of next month, you will marry her." Jordan's expression changed instantly. "No. "In this life, I will only marry Naomi. No one else." At that, Mr. Sutton let out a cold laugh. "And where was that resolve before? "Don't think I don't know what you've done.