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"Your Majesty, we regret to tell you that the lying woman has been kicked out of the palace. She was pregnant before she met you. She deceived you. She does not deserve to be queen." "Shut the fuck up!" I couldn't help but utter obscenities. I shuddered to think what Elizabeth had been through while I was gone. From what I knew about these bad guys, they would burn an unmarried, pregnant woman to death once they found her. Has Elizabeth already been burned to death?

"Lady Audree, listen to what i am about to say to you. These are the important figures you need to know in the grand castle." May looked at her as she listened to her attentively like a student listening to her teacher. "The first important figure is the King, i am sure you must have met him at the grand castle then I'll move to the Queen. Queen Valeria is the mother of the crown prince, the fourth prince and the sixth prince. The King has two royal concubines, the first royal concubine Elora is the mother of the second prince, the princess whom you've met already and the fifth prince. The second royal concubine Jocelyn is the mother of the seventh prince. You might not really meet these peo

Chapter 39 Staring at Princess Elizabeth’s screen, I take a moment to think about this new development. Elizabeth Windsor was the youngest sister of Ronald Windsor, with three older siblings in between them who refused to have anything to do with the crown. I remember meeting her when I was younger, the woman standing to the side of every function I was forced to attend, while talking amicably with anyone who approached her. She is the complete opposite of her brother, always kind and letting everyone take their time to talk and say their piece before moving the conversation along. From what I have heard through the gossip vine, Princess Elizabeth had been the one running Europe while King R

The woman assured before cupping her daughter's cheeks and pecking her forehead softly. The mother faces Isabella with a sad look. "Mama loves you, my piccolo fiore." She whispers, both of them closing their eyes as their faces become drenched with tears. [Translation: my little flower] After what seemed like eternity, the woman had finally gained the courage to separate herself from her child. She stood up, making sure to close the closet doors in hopes of hiding her daughter's location. Isabella was able to peek through the small crack of her closet. Her eyes following her mother's figure with a longing glance as her hands cover her mouth, trying to silence her own sobs. Stifling her cries

I greeted, taking a step forward. Elizabeth is the mother of King Desmond whom everyone referred to as Queen Liz. She’s one of those people who was known all over the kingdom for defying fate as she’s the former king – King Frowell’s chosen mate. King Frowell and Queen Liz were childhood sweethearts and fell for each other dearly. Their love story was very popular in the kingdom as they went through a lot of hardships many opposed them being together at first considering she wasn’t King Frowell’s fated mate but they still managed to be together.

Maria said, jokingly. Uju didn't find it funny but she proceeded, partly reading from the book and partly using some of the memories about the event stored inside her head. "Ok! Well, for starters," she began, reading from the book, "Queen Elizabeth the first was the daughter of King Henry the eighth and Catherine of Aragon. Catherine of Aragon was married to his brother first but did not consummate the marriage and when he died she married Henry, thus giving him a daughter Mary also known as bloody Mary. Then, after a while, King Henry the eighth married Anne Boleyn the one who you said was already married to Lord Percy and she gave him a daughter called Elizabeth. The actual Queen Elizabet

The older woman is showing her who has the power, and Yuelan, magnanimous, accords her the win. She stays on her knees, her expression devoid of any emotions as she waits to be told to get up. The Queen Mother sips her tea languidly, uncaring of the young woman kneeling before her. She can’t stand the young woman’s boldness, and worse of all, her beauty and youth make her jealous, not that she would ever admit it. Something has reached her ears that makes the young woman before her disgusting to her, and she wishes her son had listened to her when she told him not to marry the girl.

Mary Redferne Judith, my best friend, sat beside me on the couch, with my mother and sister opposite us, as we were presented with a selection of wedding dresses, each one simpler than the last. It was evident these dresses were deliberately chosen, designed to ensure I didn't outshine my sister Clara on her wedding day. Mr. McKinnon had made it clear that his son’s wedding needed to be the talk of the season. Clara expressed her disappointment directly, saying, "Mary, these dresses are so plain. I thought your wedding dress would be more... special. This is something you wouldn’t even wear."

He stopped laughing the minute he took a look at my face, instantly composing himself he turned back to Zachary, "As of 8pm last night Annalise Elisabeth Shaw became the next in line for the crown, instantly making her Queen of the Vampire empire, even if she didn't know, she is the last blood relative of the reining King and Queen, so you see Zackie boy this fight is null and void",