Novel & Cerita The Royal Mistress Full Book

There was another noticeable man, by his attire, build and golden eyes, it was easy to tell he was a Royal beast of Rakhbar. Only he seemed to be truly delighted in his throne around the round table while others all seemed to be sitting on pins and needles. The strange man was proudly holding a... bone? Valerie sharply inhaled her chest constricted. “… It isn’t an illusion, It’s a memory.” The book was showing them a memory. Then it must mean it was left there by the owner of the memory… The First Mistress of Sarang! At once the scene around them escalated and played. The witch left her seat and stood up on her seat, her posture proud enough to exude confidence among all these burly men.

ROME "Your Majesty." "Monica." The old king's mistress straightened up with a fake smile plastered on her lips. Although it was quite early in the morning, she was all dressed up in her usual regalia. Her hair was let down and her blood-red dress swept the ground not to forget the tiara she always wore. Her lips were also blood red. "To what do I owe this visit?" He was quite impatient with Monica, after a somewhat chaotic night with Elora he needed something to eat. His stomach churned with hunger. He had been on his way to the royal dining hall when she stopped him.

HE GAVE HER TIME to clean up and get back to looking presentable before they went down to the grounds to be with his men. Heads and headdresses bumped again. The Baron told her to do everything she was told to do, and that’s what she did, not minding any of them at all. She did not believe the books he had gifted her with had been coincidences, since the characters were royals and the setting was in the palace court. She believed he carefully chose them so she could learn from them while he was away with the duke and the knights.

His voice was gentle and calmer now. “Am I? Are you really satisfied with just me?” I asked, pouting. “Of course! Did you ever see me look at other women? My eyes were always with you. Those women were nothing to me. You are the perfect girl for me. So for the last time, can we please forget about the mistress thing? You know I ordered the royals to stop thinking about it but you still insist on talking about it. I don’t even like that word.” He answered.

I already planned out how my date with the king would have been" she stated in frustration " The king his the only one who can answer your question " the mistress answered Madison grumbled but didn't speak out " with that being answered I won't entertain any questions again" she said" now ladies follow me" she said and walk away not waiting to see if she was being followed. ***************************

just for the evening. "Thank you, master." She bowed her heart, her heart feeling light. "You can go now." * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * He was most surprised when he opened his door to see the Royal Mistress standing behind his door. "Mistress...." He greeted with his head bowed. What is the mistress doing here?

I asked firmly but deep inside I’m trembling in fear. “I don’t want to go around the bush Celeztine, I’ve been a very straight person. I want you to be my mistress.” He pointed out. “A M-Mistress?” “Are you kidding me S-sir? Who would agree on that? Who wants to be a mistress anyway?” I asked unbelievably. Is this happening? “No one wants to be a mistress but sometimes you have to analyze first before you reject the offer. Who knows this is your chance to save your father?” He uttered.

I couldn't see the title since she shut the book, placing it down beside her when I walked into the room. "So, Queen tells me that King wants us to mark each other. You do know there is no chance in h3ll I'm going to mate with you, not until I find out the truth about you. So why don't you come over here and we can do this marking thing." Is this girl for real? Who says I wanted to mate with her right away? I don't even know her. We need to get to know each other. And what I know of her is that she's crazy and bossy. And as soon as she realizes she can't do that with me, the sooner the better. Walking over to her, moving the book, and placing it down on the table, I noticed the title: “The K

(Jane's POV) I wasn’t prepared for this again As soon as I opened my eyes and spotted the silky, champagne-colored dress draped over the armchair, an extravagance that could cover my rent for the old place for quite a few months,I knew I was in over my head. A note rested on top. “Be ready by noon. — W.” No pleasantries. No context. Just classic William. I groaned into my pillow. Today marked my second public appearance as “the woman who is involved with William Martins” even though I had to pretend otherwise to help the scandal fade away more quickly.

He said, "This is my sister, Sophie Vaughn, and this one…" When he introduced me, his voice faltered. Their gazes both landed on me. I clenched my fists tightly to stop myself from crying. Elias' cold voice slowly said, "She's my sister's friend and a student working at my house. She's basically our maid." My heart completely froze. So after six months together, I was just a maid to him. I was someone he could kiss and sleep with, but never publicly show. I swallowed the bitterness, straightened my back, and forced a smile.