Who Made Me A Princess Mga Nobela at Kwento

Crown Prince stared at her with anger. “Empress, what did you really do to her?” “I made sure she knew her places and get the hell out of my palace. For her place is not by your side.” Crown Prince laughed loudly. “On the day I am supposed to crown my princess it was supposed to be Bella. Bella would have been the one I had chosen for my future Empress. For she was the one who saved the whole kingdom from this pandemic. She was the one who created the antidote. She enhanced it that saved the population from destruction!” exclaimed Crown Prince.

“Dear princess, your hair is really very long and very beautiful,” praised a slave who was taking care of princess Chandra, the son of the old king King Edric (rich ruler). The princess smiled sympathetically. She tapped Min on the shoulder. The slave was surprised by what the princess did, so she smiled awkwardly. Although this princess is beautiful and very feminine when it comes to her hand, it is very easy.

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",

“I was the matchmaker for my uncle and aunt. I am a very qualified matchmaker, more qualified than my dad.” “Haha!” “Little princes, dare I ask if you are weaned yet?" “I was weaned a long time ago.” “Pfft…” “Let me interview the little princess.” Someone held a cucumber and asked very seriously, “Little princess, how did you match up your uncle and your aunt?” At that moment, everyone suddenly felt that it was more interesting to tease this flower fairy-like young heir to Ford Group compared to teasing the bride and the groom. The little princess smiled. “Well, my uncle originally had a girlfriend, but I didn’t like her!”

I knew I would be the main one according to his story. "So in my play, there are two princesses. Right, ma'am? And they are sisters. One of them will be Tessa, she is a beautiful, smart, and really cool Princess he announced and I had to fight the urge to smile like an idiot. I knew this was coming, He had written the most tragedy struck story and of course, he had to make me the main female lead.

"Summer, elders, what happened to you people? You were just entranced their and unresponsive for a while. Almost seven minutes! We could not feel your presence either." Uncle Luke fusses but I only weakly smile and slump down on my bed. Elder Merlin's then drops the bombshell and gasps of shock fill the room. "Do not fret. Her Majesty.." "Just Summer. Please elder Merlin." I cut her off. Her Majesty is too big a title. I prefer them addressing me with my name. "Well, I am sorry your majesty but besides being the host of the first ever wolf to be created, you are also mated to the werewolf prince. Soon to be king. Therefore, henceforth, I will not address you with any lesser title."

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.

Luke asked. "Yeah, it's a princess theme so I wanted to make everything look like a palace," Valentino replied. Alessandra squealed in excitement and demanded to be put down by Valentino. He gently put her down and Alessandra ran around the house, admiring all the decorations surrounding the house. "Isn't this too much for a kid's party?" Luke asked. "Nothing would be too much for Alessandra. She's just a kid, let her enjoy these things, okay?" Valentino said.

It was too much. “You were right to say her leaving was unfortunate. But that’s the understatement of the year.” Scott tilted his head like a curious dog. “What do you mean?” And just like that, the power of the conversation shifted back into my hands. Around us, the other rogues perked up, their interests piqued. “She’s the princess,” I said. “The Alpha King’s daughter. The one they all thought was gone.” Scott’s smirk faltered, and for a second, I thought he might actually understand the gravity of what I’d just said. A few of the onlooking rogues gasped around us. They were being rewarded for their loyalty by being some of the first to know.

I trailed off, unsure what I was trying to say because I honestly didn't remember taking anything. "Of course, Your Highness. There must be some mistake." He wrung his hands a little. "But protocol… perhaps if you would just allow me a glance into your bag, we can clear this misunderstanding immediately." He still seemed hesitant, clearly conscious of my royal status. Just then, a sharp voice cut in. "What's going on here, with the Princess?" It was Mrs. Gable from the pottery stall, her arms crossed and a look of both concern and confusion on her face. "She was just at Mr. Elms' spoon stand."