Voice Of Prince Gumball Novels & Stories

They remembered—the Prince was never one to joke. “Your Highness, I am Twari, the right hand of your father, Supreme Atcandis,” Twari introduced himself, hoping the Prince had simply forgotten his face after centuries asleep. Prince Zumir did not respond. He looked instead at the owl, Owwa. Slowly, he stood and stretched. The cracks in his bones were audible. He examined his hands and legs. Everything felt unfamiliar. He had no idea what he was seeing or experiencing. “I don’t know anyone named Twari. I don’t know my name. Why are you calling me ‘Your Highness’?” he asked, looking at Twari.

"Since I was a kid, I've always wanted to do what I can to help people. It feels good to do good, my Prince." "What is... good? What do you mean do good?" "I've always known that I was different since I was a kid. I can do... things most humans can't, my Prince. One time, I met this old lady living alone in the forest. Her husband never came back from hunting one day and the old lady was deeply sad for a very, very long time. I can make people stop feeling sad, so I did it to her. I brought a smile on her face. That feels good."

Although that blonde raised her brow when she noticed him. "Prince!" At this call, Yman felt a chill running down his spine. The voice seemed familiar to him because Yman's brows twitched after hearing it and he quickened his every step. It was the smiling guy with close eyes. For some reason, he started calling him Frog Prince after yesterday's battle. He also learned his name. It was Keremi. But Yman likes calling him a smiling guy or closed eyes dude. "Wait, Prince!!" The voice became louder than before. And it caught the attention of other trainees. They looked at Yman with puzzled looks. Wondering why that guy calling him 'Prince'. They wondered if he really was a prince. But looking at

His painful blank gaze focused afar before a deep sigh was heard from him. Getting rid of the sweat messing his face, he facepalms himself after throwing the helmet he wore. "Father!!!" a shout startled the silence of the night. The familiar voice made the Duke's heart thunder. ****😌😌****

I blurted everything out without thinking. "What's going on here?" I heard a deep authoritative voice ask. Ella looked like her eyes were about to pop out of their sockets. I turned around but there was nobody at my eye level so I looked down. "Won't anyone answer me?" he growled. I let out a shaky breath. It was a man and he was in a wheelchair. Could he be... "Prince Keith!" Nyles cried out running towards him. He was indeed the prince and he was truly crippled. Did he perhaps listen to all I said?

he only speaks it on his mind. "I'm going to stop. Just don't mention that giant princess," Prince Reile replied frowning. Prince Reikel laughed at his brother's apparent expression. "So stop teasing me if you don't want to throw you over—" Suddenly his words were cut when suddenly a beggar ran into him. At the same time as he bumps into him, he felt the sudden piercing of a small and pointed object piercing in his stomach.

Afterward, the guard squeak in excitement, "Oh! The infamous talk of the town, Prince Alphonso, is finally awake! I shall inform my King! "Ahahahaha!" The guard evilly laughs out loud at the helpless Prince, sending some eerie vibrating sound to the other prisoners. Instead of perplexing in his awaited fate, Prince Alphonso's exterior darkened while exuding a murderous aura. ﾟ*☆*ﾟ ゜ﾟ*☆*ﾟ ゜ﾟ*☆*ﾟ ゜ﾟ*☆*ﾟﾟ*☆*ﾟ

Tj repeats “Well now we confess” “That’s not how-“ Before Cole could have a valid crash out at Tj the small window seated between the booths open up and someone speaks. “Confession” a voice says from the other side, smooth and bored “State your sins” Tj doesn’t miss a beat and says “Bless me Father, for I’m about to sin” There’s a pause. Then a quiet chuckle. “Bold” the voice says “Proceed” Something clicks beneath the bench, the wooden wall behind us shifts- opening as cold air blows from the candle lit stairs going down.

I added the last part to sound more funny and to playfully hurt him. “He's not into games, sports or movies.” He again hinted. “Crown Prince Alkabar.” I responded, he turned me around, his gloomy face evident for anyone to see, he might be one of the most dangerous men out there, but right now he looked like a sad cute puppy. “What?” I whined. “Crown Prince Alkabar? Of all the names on planet earth?” He questioned, he slowly shakes his head in disbelief. I internally laughed at him, he really thought I would mention his name? Wishful thinking mister.