The Shop On Royal Street Novels & Stories

We had worn a disguise as well. It had been Rhein who told me that the royal family had a special shop for everything. Here we could be free without any disguise as they wouldn't reveal our presence. He had given us the directions and of course, the guards had been told so we were led straight there. The boutique was bigger than anything I had ever seen. There were different choices to choose from. It was a bridal shop and it was almost as if they had been told of my coming because all the finest dresses were already on display.

"Please big brother,please iceman,please please...." "Okay fine!! Stop that!" Royal snapped and Angel grinned. "Let's go there in the evening" Royal muttered and she gasped. "Really? This evening?" She asked and Royal nodded "You're the best!" Angel said,jumping excitedly. "I don't know why you're so happy about this" Royal scoffed. "It's my first time shopping with a guy" Angel smiled "A guy indeed" Royal scoffed and started walking out of the rooftop,Angel followed him. "You should take things easy" Royal muttered.

The door, hanging precariously on its hinges, swung open with a creak as a gust of wind swept through. Despite its dilapidated appearance, the stall exuded a sense of rustic charm. A worn-out signboard, adorned with faded calligraphy, proudly proclaimed the stall's name: "Sunset Brews." Inside, a small counter stood adorned with an assortment of teapots and cups, while a makeshift stove emitted a comforting warmth. "Mr. Royal Knight, the tea here won't kill you. Come on," she urged, gesturing towards the inviting aroma wafting from within.

Then I walked out, and I found my way to the main street where I took a taxi. ROYAL: knowing that Pamela wasn't going to show up because of that idiot, made my heart crumble. I stood up immediately, and grabbed my coat then I headed out. I needed to see my brother. The grudge I thought I bore for a long time didn't seem like it was there again. I ignored all the greetings being thrown at me until I got to the ground floor. I got into my car, and drove off to the family house. ******

"Thank you for shopping at The Royal ...." Isn't this the store in Brookeplace? But, how could it be? Beatrice wondered. She couldn't continue because she was still too surprised when she held the beautiful glossy paper greeting card. Cecilia, who was still busy trying it on while humming, said, "But ... it's just the right size for Charlotte's body." "Huh? How Come? Are you sure, Cecilia?" Beatrice said with bulging eyes, shocked.

I'm not always at the palace during my free days so I can leave whenever I want without being wary of anyone who might be watching. The cake shop is not too far from my house so I decided to take a walk. On getting there, I see a car parked in front of it. It looks really expensive. Only the royal family and rich people in this town can be able to afford it. Not a lot of us are rich here. Getting inside, I look around the shop before my eyes hit Selah. She's looking directly at me with a smile on her face.

The air conditioning in the car made my nose uncomfortable and I sneezed a few times before he turned it off. “Oh, Madam Pomfrett sews the most beautiful dresses in all the kingdom, she’s been sewing for the royal family for ages I heard, each one even better than the last!” Ariel exclaimed excitedly. The drive was smooth and I spent the time trying to recall names of past rulers and certain ceremonial events and their origins. When the car stopped and we stepped into the sun again it felt a lot hotter. The small shop we stood before had a large sign hung just above the door, it read ‘MADAME POMFRETT, THE NOBLES CHOICE!’ With the exclamation and all.

Lucien responded which caused me to roll my eyes at him. "I might as well just head back to the Kingdom without shopping cause I don't understand why you're being painfully wired today." "Serves me well." Without another word turned towards the store. The moment I walked into the store, I didn’t even know what I was looking for. I just wanted to waste time, make him regret following me. The place wasn’t anything close to royal standards—just a regular shop with dim yellow lights, plain racks, and a few attendants that looked too tired to care. Still, I strolled through every aisle like I was in some grand boutique.

She closed her eyes after that hoping she will be able to love where she's going,not like she's got a choice but at least. <><><> LONDON≈THE ROBERT'S MANSION** Royal checked himself out in the mirror one last time,his two hands were cooly pushed into his trousers,he was looking as hot as usual even with his cold face,he still looks hot. His apple airpuds having musical fun in his ears also,after just a second of staring at his face he walked out of his room. Robert was just dropping some toasts on the table with two mugs of tea when Royal came down.

I pull him towards me, wanting to take it further, but he chuckles and stops me even though I can see the very obvious bulge in his pants just with that interaction alone. “Don’t be naughty now,” he warns me, kissing me again before getting up. “I’ll see you soon, my wife.” * * The shop is not far from the palace at all. In fact, you can get there by walking. But since the guards are all around us, we had to take a car. It’s a quiet little place that would have made a killing in New York, resembling some kind of regency-era shop. It’s manned by an older woman named Frances, who kisses my hand when she sees me coming in with Padma.