The Sapphire Queen Novels & Stories

she said to Sapphire pointing at the pjs section and almost running there. Sapphire let out a laugh at her embarrassment and looked at the transparent net panties that the saleswoman took out. "How about it? Mam?" Sapphire bit her lip as a thought passed her mind... Her husband will not leave her tonight..... "It's good. I will take it. Any other? I want to purchase thong as well." Sapphire said and the salesgirl nodded showing a wide range of sexy lingeries and thong. After trying lots of them, she bout 3 thongs, 2 nighties and 4 pairs of lingeries.

It was absolutely beautiful. As I laid it back in the box, the others sat their boxes infront of me, which I opened to find a gorgeous silver necklace with sapphires that would hang down my sternum, silver heels with sapphire embroidered straps, & a silver & sapphire bracelet with dangling sapphire earrings. It was a gorgeous ensemble. The women of my family had given me my ball outfit, and I couldn't have chosen any better for myself as the kingdom's new queen.

Chapter 320 Every time Naomi got the upper hand! Queenie really wanted to kill Naomi right now! "It’s no big deal. Your design is fantastic!" Naomi praised wholeheartedly. However, Queenie ignored Naomi’s compliment. She deliberately changed the subject, "Ms. Spence had Rosebach Blue Diamond sent here. I heard that you are going to design jewelry with the diamond?" Speaking of this, Naomi frowned and muttered, "It's my gift to Mister Daddy." "Huh? It is your gift to Jacky... Mr. Hough?" Queenie was surprised. "But the Rosebach Blue Diamond means…."

LIORA'S POV Five enormous cruise ships cut through the brilliant, sun-dappled waves of the sea, all making their approach to the Island of Luck. Four are crammed full of commoners. The fifth ship, ours, the Emperor’s Cruise ship that is carrying all the royals towers above all the others in grandeur and elegance. It's the fanciest ship I have seen in my entire short life. It's sleek sides are curved like fins of a great fish, while at the bow, a stunning golden statue of a muscular angel, adorned with a golden crown, is built. The name " Emporer's Raven Wing," adorned with shimmering limestones is curved elegantly along the sides.

Freya's POV: The ceremony started once the sun set and the moon rose. It was a full moon and from what Sopgie had told me they held this ceremony whenever there was a full moon. “Sit here and don't move around unnecessarily,” Sophie had instructed before she joined the procession. I was currently obeying her instruction although I was getting weird glances. At first I wondered why until I realised that all slaves sat behind. I wanted to move but for some reason, it felt like Sophie had her eyes on me from where she was seated.

​The Sapphire Wing was not a room; it was a masterpiece of psychological warfare. Every wall was inlaid with lapis lazuli, and the floors were heated by thermal springs that bubbled beneath the palace. It was designed to make one feel like a god, but to me, it felt like the inside of a very expensive coffin.

she replies. The Queen watches her in the mirror, her expression thoughtful but proud. “You will be ready when the time comes,” she says calmly. Outside, the footsteps return. Closer this time. Heavier. Not hurried in joy, but driven by urgency. A murmur rises in the corridor. Low voices. Sharp whispers. Still, inside the chamber, no one pays attention. “Bring the jewels,” the Queen orders. A servant rushes forward with a small carved box, placing it carefully on the nearby table. The lid opens to reveal rows of glittering pieces, gold and gemstones catching the morning light.

"You don't leave this room." Tor didn't step back. "She's not hurt." A swallow. The sound of it loud in the quiet. "She showed me the locket." "What locket." "Silver one. Old. She was wearing it under the collar." Tor's voice had found some grip but not much. "She opened it. Asked me if I knew the mark inside." The hum of the servers. The rain on the glass. Everything else seemed to fall away. "A snake," Tor said. "Wearing a crown. Coiled around a broken sword."

He reaches inside and pulls out a platinum band holding a flawless, deep-blue sapphire. "Look at the depth of this stone,” he says, “This is a twenty-carat Ceylon sapphire. I acquired this in auction back in ninety-four, right after a fierce bidding war with a French tech mogul. It cost me nearly two million back then, but the real value is sentimental. Becca wore it on our tenth anniversary cruise through the Mediterranean. She said it matched the color of the Ionian Sea, but honestly, she just wanted to outshine the shipping magnates' wives at the captain's table."