The Royal Tutor Fanfiction Novels & Stories

A tutor awaited them, tall and severe, her dark gown sweeping the floor as she turned to face the girls. “You are not here to be yourselves,” the tutor said coldly. “You are here to become what the King desires. Every detail matters—the way you stand, the way you smile, the way your eyes follow a room. From this moment forward, you will practice restraint and grace until they are second nature.”

I don't think he dislikes me, but he doesn't like me, either. "So, Christopher," the Queen spoke to Caelum. "When do you want to have the engagement?" It was my turn to be tense. "I was thinking of letting Miss Harper get accustomed to the palace first before–" "Nonsense," the King said loudly, making me flinch. Caelum cautiously reached out to hold the small of my back, grounding me. And in the most inappropriate moment, I feel blood rushing to my cheeks and my heart pounding more with his soft touch.

I look at him blankly. “Kael says it’s safer here.” King Alaric’s expression shifts into something that might charitably be called incredulous disgust. “My son,” he says slowly, “is a complete moron. And you’re an even bigger one for listening to him.” My mouth falls open. I’ve never heard anyone speak about the Crown Prince this way. “From tomorrow,” he continues as if he hasn’t just insulted the heir to his throne, “I’m assigning you proper royal tutors. Etiquette, court protocol, languages, history—everything a future queen needs to know.”

"Did they say what it was about?" Luke shook his head. "They didn't mention anything, but I noticed they seemed troubled. I'm not sure if they're dealing with some sort of problem." Rafael frowned. "A problem? With their family? Why would they have trouble solving it?" Trevor was the Royal Tutor, with connections that surpassed even Rafael's as the Hell Monarch. Regardless, with distinguished guests arriving, their plans for the day—whether it was Richspire Peak or anywhere else—were clearly off the table.

"I almost forgot that you were still attending school. What was the name of your high school again?" "Shadow High," my voice sounded small as I spoke. "It's my final year." "Alexander finished high school just last year," the King said, his voice full of admiration. "Although, he's continued his studies." "It's somewhat of a college experience," Alex said, and for the first time, I sensed a different emotion in him. Was that nervousness? Or perhaps, shyness? "I have a private tutor who teaches me." "What are you studying?" I questioned, curious about the Prince.

She stood up from her seat and shrug off her skirt. “I know that you want me to learn these things as fast as possible so that once my father decides to abdicate from his throne I will be all groomed to be the future monarch, but I will remind you my father is still young and I just reached the marrying age. There is no rush.” She tapped the shoulder of her tutor even though she is relatively shorter than him. “You are doing your job well…” She said. The tutor smiled and bowed at her. She mischievously took this chance to hoist her skirt and run towards the door of the library, leaving her tutor in shock with the princess’ mischievousness.

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Finally, he buried himself deep and came hard, flooding my pussy with thick ropes of royal cum. He stayed inside me for a long moment, breathing heavily, then pulled out and stood up. “Get cleaned and dressed,” he said, wiping his cock on my thigh. “Your etiquette training begins in thirty minutes. Prince Viktor and Duke Harlan will be your instructors today.” He left without another word. I lay there for a moment, cum leaking from my pussy, when I remembered the mysterious message from last night. The King is not who you think he is. The real power lies beneath the throne. Look for the black rose today.

Antheia concluded but Jane smiled weakly. “My sister led the pack since the death of her arranged royal Alpha. He was not her mate.” Jane replied and Antheia looked at her, no matter how much she wanted to conceal her surprised reaction, it was still evident in her widened eyes. Sure, she was told about such a situation already before, that royal people have the capacity to be with anyone they want, or be arranged with someone they do not want, but she can not believe it that she would actually really hear a true story to it.

With an alpha who cared about him by his side, Arlen got by just fine. The following day, Arlen went to class anew; like the most law-abiding student in the entire Academy. David, on the other hand, looked like a mess with a pair of pink eyes as they stepped into the training grounds. To their surprise, the Crown Prince showed up in place of their tutor. Some students mumbled since Luca never steps in for any teacher except his Aunt. His demeanour alone sparked tension. Soon, they realized that Luca's indifference shed light on a particular duo.