Novel & Cerita The Shop On Royal Street

"Oh my, greetings your highness, the Crown Prince. May I know what business you have in the Lilac Palace?" The Crown Prince was clearly disappointed by Harrold's sudden interference. "Yes, I need to speak to Russel. Where is he?" "He is at thedining room, your highness." "I see. Then I shall take my leave... I hope to see you again sometime, Princess Lianne." Then the Crown Prince left. "...you should be more careful when you're by yourself, sir Louie." Harrold immediately warns him. "People might accidentally find out about this royal secret, and that can bring you to ruins."

After getting her dress, Ember drove to a pastry shop to get something sweet to eat and some for Royal."That'll be two fifty." The pastry shop owner said. Ember nodded her head and she took out a cash of two fifty bucks from her purse and she handed it to the shop owner. "Thank you, have a nice day."

The jewellery was one in millions. She looks at the shop owner and said" I am very impressed. As usual you never disappoint me". " How can we disappoint the only daughter of the Si clan and the future royal consort of King Alexander," The shopkeeper said. He was very cunning. He knew what to say and to whom in which situation. It may be the reason he is so successful and his shop is always at profit and benefit. Young miss Lily was more satisfied hearing him. She then smiles and said," I will buy all the jewellery you bought today".

“Fittings tomorrow, gala the following night. Interviews pushed to next week. You’ll have some air to breathe here.” I gave her a grateful smile. Camille had been with me since the start of Maison Evelyn—what began as perfume lines had grown into couture and jewelry. It was my own world, carved out beside Paul but not under his shadow. Thinking of it comforted me. The Royal Hotel pulled me in at once. The walls dripped with gold, chandeliers dangled like frozen fireworks, and the ceilings stretched forever. Opulence in every detail. “This is your first time here?” Camille asked.

“One day, they’ll repay me in blood or secrets.” Her brows drew together, but she only nodded. “As you wish.” By mid-afternoon, I was wrapped in my sable cloak and on my way to the royal jeweler. The carriage wheels crunched over the frost-hardened streets, each turn taking me deeper into the merchant district. The shop’s windows glittered with diamonds, emeralds, and rubies set in gold so bright it almost hurt to look at. I pushed open the door, and warm air heavy with the scent of beeswax and polish wrapped around me.

Without another glance, the Royal Aide continued on his way, his thoughts already returning to the investigations that awaited him. A short while later, the palace gates opened. Escorted by four guards, the slaves stepped beyond the walls of the royal citadel. Adriana slowed instinctively. This was the first time she was seeing the capital properly. The streets buzzed with life. Merchants called out from colorful stalls overflowing with fruit, spices, woven fabrics, pottery, and handcrafted jewelry. The scent of freshly baked bread and spoiled fruits lingered in the air, while children darted between laughing townsfolk.

Ayesha greeted. “Sorry, but do you have a small knick knack we can buy? Something the sisze of my finger.” She held up her index with a shy smile. “Of course. Come with me.” She secured the register and took them to a display on the bottom shelf to the right of the shop’s door. There were various porcelain animals, from elephants to cats, dogs to sheep and even other objects like hot air balloons and a miniature of one of Watford's parks. “You can look through these.”

The houses inside the capital where the Royal Families and Nobles are staying were made in cement, gold, and lavish stuff. After almost an hour, she then reached the market. There were many people of different statuses. The people also seemed lively. The air is unpolluted. The atmosphere here is better than Frost's original world. But Frost did not waste her time and immediately entered the Herbal Store she first saw. "Welcome." The man who seemed to be the owner, joyfully greeted the new arrival Frost. The owner smilingly inspected the person wearing a black cloak. He actually wasn't bothered about it since it's almost a normal occurrence for him to meet this type of customers.

He ordered. The prince is...." Prince Percy shut the announcer as he walked into the Royal castle of the Andersons. The royal castle is a 5-storey building that covers 13 acres. The castle has fifty rooms that include the royal ballroom, the meeting room for the king and ministers of the kingdom, the king's palace, a royal mall, royal dining, The royal rooms, the throne room, The king's office, the queen's room, and the royal emergency hospital. Percy ignored the royal bodyguards that followed him into the personal elevator made for the royals. He was there for a purpose and with the way he rushed out of the elevator when he got to the third floor, one would think he had come for a fight wit

It's been days since I last saw Demitri. Like he promised, he never saw me again. Which on the contrary should suppose to make me glad, but why do it felt like I am missing something every single day? "A royal decree is issued!" someone shouted in the tavern's door. "Royal decree?" Thiara looked confused. Everyone went out. If it's a royal decree then it's something that concerns everyone. "What could it be? This is sudden..." I heard the murmurs.