Who Made Me A Princess Athanasia Novels & Stories

Aristotle said. “Well, Rick, we brought gifts for your community. We brought goats, chickens, and vegetables for them to divide amongst themselves. Aristotle smiled and thanked them, telling a royal guard to gather people to the courtyard and they would distribute their goods amongst them. “Come, my sister, my brother-in-law, let us go greet the townspeople,” Aristotle said, leading them out to the courtyard. He introduced his sister who is their long-lost princess from twelve years ago and is now Princess of Bellairiah Kingdom with her husband Prince Corithias. Then he told the townsfolk how they had come bearing gifts.

Rose spat. Another figure stepped beside her. The crowd murmured louder. Princess Athena. Daughter of a royal house. Sebastian’s childhood sweetheart. Once considered the strongest contender in the Luna Trials. Her eyes were icy. Almost bursting with controlled rage. She hadn’t uttered a single word throughout the drama until now. But now, she stepped forward with purpose. “This entire trial has been manipulated,” Athena said. “By sentiment. By magic. Not merit.” “Do you question the Crystal of Truth?” Sebastian asked coolly, rising to his full height once more.

"I know the homecoming you expected. I know the triumph that was stolen from us today. But do not let despair take root in your hearts. We are home. And we are together." He paused, his words sinking into the crowd like stones into a deep well. "I wish I bore better news. But there is someone you must know." Cassius gestured to me, his expression unyielding. "This is Princess Thalia. One day, she will be your queen. Her mother was Syanna Lorendel." A collective, sharp intake of breath was the only reply. The air grew thick with unspoken questions. "I ask you to show her the same respect you would show me," Cassius continued into the charged stillness. "She carries a warning that every one of

, she said putting more pressure on my chest over my heart, I wanted to object but I couldn't, the better part of me knows I have to go back, I close my eyes and took a deep breathe and calm myself, when I opened them back I was ready to finish what I started, "I'm not sure what strength you will say I have because I feel damn weak right now", "You my dear, your strength will come from us, our love and bond that we all share, now I want you to repeat after me, I Annalise Elisabeth Shaw do here by accepts the responsibility, power and liability of the crown, I will put the lives of others before my own, to maintain balance and fight for what's right, I will be fair, loyal and understanding an

The man pointed. "Yes," Zania followed his line of sight and noticed the fairy floss stall he was talking about. Just like how she had seen in the girl's hands, there were balls of fluffy cotton being prepared in front of her. Amazed by the new discovery, Zaina inched closer to see how it was being prepared. The stall owner noticed Zaina's keen eyes. "Do you want one, my Lady?" Zania nodded, her eyes not leaving the small spinning vessel using which the floss was being prepared. In a matter of seconds, her fairy floss was ready and Zaina took it happily. She reached out to pay only to see the knight handing over a coin to the owner.

jumping back a little, she snapped her head towards the owner of the voice. Looking behind her as there stood her enemy, a way older than her existence. There stood Clitus. Arianna' eyes seemed to widen when she realised something, he was the one who kidnapped and attacked her in his dungeon, and maybe if she didn't put up with the act of being human, he might know what she is. Backing away a little to which he instantly reacted. "Leaving so soon princess?" Her eyes twitched in disgust at his other name for her. She continued to back away as he took large steps towards her.

she explained Marcus’s brows furrowed, “Your late father? I thought John owned the company,” he said, confused. John had boasted several times to Marcus about being the owner. “No, he doesn’t,” Sophia replied, her tone polite but firm. She then shifted her focus back to the governor, her smile returning. “S.M is a company that caters to luxury items for celebrities, sir. We’d love to have you as a client.” The governor turned to her, about to speak, when Marcus interrupted again.

"I am starting to think, he is become invisible, like the winds!" Both Atlas and Gaad turned towards the voice. Athesmos had just entered the throne room by his side were Vin the gossip and Dan. "Even the winds get trapped by me." Gaad retorted. "Then trap him!" Athesmos bawled. "Another child has been born of a whore!" "Even worse, a common slave!" This time it was Atlas who had spoken. "Where is the princess?" Gaad asked, obviously unconcerned with their rants.

Losing a child was no walk in the park, but it better not be Ninsab. "Also not her, your lordship. For it is the first princess of the kingdom. Princess Ninsab," Xisuthra said, and bowed his head multiple times, almost causing a serious head injury for himself. Asalan stood up and started walking towards his right-hand man. He pulled him up from the ground and searched his eyes. He knew that no one dared prank the monarch, but he hoped that it was a prank. "What do you mean?" He screamed at him.

It was a gentle tap, one only my Princess used. “Uncle Hunter.” Her voice calls out cheerily, and I chuckle. It seems she wants to pretend she didn’t see what happened last night. “Yes, Princess?” I call back, a long pause settling between us. “I made breakfast if you’re hungry.” Jessica stutters out. I grin, the thought of eating her cooking again making me want to rush out the door.