Who Made Me A Princess Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

He said without looking up. I sat down without a word and waited for him to finish sorting what he was sorting. While he was busying himself, I scanned the office; it looked more like a library than an office. “Oh, gracious god! !” A small scream caught my attention. The headmaster, Mr White got up with a jolt. The scream came from him. “pr- pri… princess, what the heck are you doing here? Your father never informed me that you will be coming” he began pacing, his expression becoming panicked. Obviously thinking that I ran away or something, which I understand. Mr White had been my father's trusted aid and best friend. He came over to join this school as the head master when my senior sister

My clothes were a mess, but the urgency overwhelmed me. "Where's the princess?" I asked Cedric, who seemed surprised by my question. "She's been spending most of her time in the library," he said. "But would you like to bathe first, Your Grace?" I ignored him and went straight to the library. When I opened the door, I was greeted by a magnificent sight - Princess Camellia engrossed in a large book, her eyes shining with curiosity. Her eyes sparkled as she traced the lines on the pages. Her slender figure was accentuated by a delicate dress, and her flushed face and red hair shone in the sunlight coming through the window, they were a delight to my eyes. I held my breath for a moment, afraid

Charles said, smiling dreamily, his legs swinging playfully. “Come on, son, tell me what happened,” I encouraged. “Mommy, you won’t believe it,” Charles teased. “Try me,” I challenged. Charles paused for dramatic effect. “Wait for it…” “Come on, go on!” I urged. Charles’ grin grew. “Mom, Aunty Sibel is the Alpha Princess. She’s royalty. That’s how she dealt with them.” My eyebrows shot up. “What? How?” I asked, intrigued.

Her eyes lit up a bit, giving away her curiosity. Chloe nodded quickly, almost breathless with exaggeration. "They're saying Stelle is the princess!" The words came out in a rush, like she couldn't believe she was actually saying them. Her eyes were wide, her expression half in shock, half in awe. "What?" The word shot out of my mouth before I could stop it. It came out sharp and loud, full of disbelief. "Where did that even come from?"

“Honestly, if you wanted to pretend to be still out, you could have at least kept your breathing even.” “Are we sure she’s a spy?” “Who are you? What do you want?” I reached for my dagger but one of them lifted it and waved it. “It’s not even silver,” one of them said. “And it’s poorly made. I didn’t think the alpha king would let his little princess be so unprotected.” The other one chuckled. “It was surprisingly easy to snatch you of the street. Not a bit of a defense in you.” “It’s like she doesn’t know…”

He told Raine. Raine felt like he wanted to stop listening now. Now, there are demons! He thought and sighed, guessing that the demons are the villains in this story. Unfortunately, though, he happened to be the reincarnation of the protagonist of the story! Raine felt his head hurt. Yris saw Raine’s expression and secretly smiled, guessing what the other was thinking. “Along the way, the princess almost died as she was fighting alone.” He continued. “Fortunately, the princess didn’t die and even managed to gain allies.” He said.

"Now what?" "You will go to the prince and make him happy" "Come with me," One of the maids said and I followed her. Two other maids trailed her from behind as we walked to the prince's room. When we got to the door, they stepped aside and urged me to go in. After taking some deep breaths, I knock. "It's me, Hattie," I said. The energy from my voice had all drained as my hands trembled beside me. "Come in" I heard his voice and swallowed hard. I turned to look at the maids who gave me a head nod. No matter how hard they tried to conceal it, I didn't fail to notice the terror in their eyes.

She said cheerfully. Jake chuckled, and she glared at him. "That's different, princess. Oops, sorry. I called you princess again," Jake said. However, this time Elena didn't tell him not to call her princess. "Your doll is alone because she doesn't have a prince," Jake said to her. "Elena, will you become her prince?" She asked him with a hopeful look on her face. "I will become her prince if you become my friend," Jake said, extending his hand toward her.

It was me, myself and I. “I am Princess Zisealer of the dragon people and I have recently mated with royal beta Brum.” Look at me trying to cling onto the little title I had, reminding me of what I had lost— a home, family and I felt as if I had lost my dignity too. “We are pleased to have you Princess Zisealer, where is beta Brum?” The king asked, my heart drumming harder, my hands clenched into fists at my sides. It took everything in me not to shake so bad.

His aura was darker than Black and bolder than coal. "What's your name? Slave?" "Cassandra Reges and I ain't a Slave. I am the Princess of Reges," I felt slightly offended by that word. He brushed my lips softly. "But, there is no Kingdom now, so you aren't a princess anymore, dear," his voice was slow and convincing, enough to make me agree even in a fraction of a moment. "There is a Kingdom. The Reges Kingdom, until I am alive," I challenged him. "How old are you?"