Novel & Cerita White Haired Princess

“I have never heard the like.” “They are in it together,” her sister stated, with a positively wicked grin. “Release me and you can take this one in my place.” “What’s in it for us?” “I will watch them. And when we reach land, you will be rewarded.” “How?” the oarsman asked. “Do you know who I am? No? The Princess Royal, rightful heir to the late King Gregory of Vercia. Take me back to the palace and I will give each of you your body weight in gold coins.”

But, since his dreams are actually connected to the reason why the Bardecks wanted him to return, then he had to know what is the exact content of his dreams, to which are actually the events that happened in the kingdom of Elhasa! “All I know is that the princess Alf was born in the full moon when the moon was so white as the snow.” Yris answered as he looked at Raine. “Then, princess Alf’s hair turned white, showing that she obtained the power of ice.” He spoke. “But, her body became so cold that the king became worried that she would die. Fortunately, someone brought a gift of phoenix’s blood so it saved the princess’s life.” He said. Raine who was silently listening felt speechless when

Madam Tremblay was always right. My name is Caroline Andermier, the heiress Princess of The Kingdom of Tresoria, daughter of King Maximus and Queen Lianne. Our territory was built where it used to be an old country named over its states being united or something of the sort. Almost all the history before the rising of the Kingdom was wiped away from common knowledge and the rest was forbidden for most of the people, including me.

The essence of the fog is to obscure the minds of others. Amelia exited the carriage and bowed to the king while Viloustra stood there thinking. Viloustra snapped back to reality, straightened his back and arched his right hand over his stomach to greet her. The fourth princess appeared to be very graceful, all the time. Her golden hair was tied in half with a delicate pink bow, and she wore a small white crown with four precious stones on the top nail. She had a tender face that no words could describe, and she wore a white dress embellished with flowers, resembling a goddess. Waiting for the king to get into the carriage, Amelia looked at Viloustra with her drooping green eyes. She inherit

But Elara tasted the poison beneath every smile. She swept into the hall beside her parents, Kael just behind, her gown of deep green catching the candlelight. Nobles bowed their heads, though their eyes followed her like hawks. Already the whispers had begun: The princess and the Ironfang heir. A match written by politics… or by fate. Her stomach twisted.

She's definitely not an ordinary girl, right? “Illarion ...,” said the woman who stopped right beside the hiding Black Prince. Illuminated by the light of the full moon, the woman with silvery white hair seemed to glow, with her lips as red as the roses in the garden. Her big purple eyes glanced around, blinking several times, fluttering her long white eyelashes.

Covered with dazzling glittering gold silk cloth and a small tiara with a carved diamond wolf face in the middle of the crown rims on her cute round head, the only princess from the packs of rare white wolves was born. King Silas had never been happier watching her bluish purple-eyed daughter while she was being cuddled by her ever-attractive candy corn hair mother, Queen Ayana. "She looks exactly like you!" King Silas dotingly whispered as he caressed her little snow-white cheek.

Her voice trembled as she whispered, “Who… who are you people?” Prince Darius stepped forward, his gaze soft yet intense. “Leila… you are our missing princess. The daughter of King William of the Lycan Kingdom.” Leila frowned, shaking her head weakly. “That’s not possible. I'm just a human orphan. I don’t even have a wolf.”

"I am not a true Princess. I was just... a mistake my mother carried. I don't even know who my father is. I am not worthy..." "You are Snow White. And we are the seven Titans who swore to love and protect you for all our lives," Slake said firmly, and the others nodded in agreement. "I can really stay with you? Tell me one more time." "As many times as you need. From now on, Snow White, you are no longer the Princess of Napoli. You are the bride of the Princes of Ashmeer." Snow White nodded, her smile radiant and bright—the most beautiful smile in the world. And they were the owners of that smile. From that day forward, for the rest of her life, the Princess lived in eternal happiness with h

If William rejected my proposal, my fate would be sealed, there was no other sure way of escaping the clutches of the Emperor and Theodore. The next morning, my nanny was just finishing tidying my hair when a knock on the door put us on alert. It was unusual for them to have such respect for me, but it seemed that my recent punishments had had the desired effect. My nanny went to open the door, and a maid, followed by two soldiers, appeared. "I greet Your Highness, the first princess of the empire of Arventia, Princess Camellia Arventia," they said at the same time. I got up from my chair and signaled for them to stand.