Who Made Me A Princess Side Story の小説・ストーリー

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.

I just couldn't take in everything and the only thing I could think about was an escape plan, totally forgetting that the world outside my home was far from easy. Well, I was a bit lucky to have found Fabian and Gloria. They've been kind to me. Now, I've met other people too. Do you know I met a princess? Her name is princess Amanda. I would've been friends with her but she is too rude, egotistic and annoying. She hates me just because she thinks I'm a threat to her relationship with Fabian.

"Yes, you. What's your name?" I had no interest in starting trouble, so I answered her casually. "Stella Asher." I was the Wolf Princess of the grasslands. The only true princess. I hunted my own wolf during my coming-of-age ceremony and made my own fur coat. Since then, I'd become a legend. Somehow, that story had been twisted into something else. People now believed I'd relied on my parents to get my fur, and now someone was even impersonating me. Still, I didn't want drama with her. I came here to live peacefully for the next four years.

Operation Matchmaker was in full effect. Penn and I didn’t tell anyone about our plan, because frankly we didn’t think they could handle such a plan. We were going to get Prince Mako and Princess Ria alone and talk the other up. Their egos were so damn big, we knew for sure that would work with them. Who doesn't like to hear how attractive and smart they are? Mention how attractive they are and maybe sprinkle in a lie or two about how the other mentioned something nice about them. Manipulation and lying were not good, but if it meant we would get to continue our journey, I would say we shouldn’t rule it out.

Princess laugh after introducing Kenzo, and Kenzo just smile and make face. "Who would have thought that Kenzo in the house of Aragon will be here and oh Zairen Kenzie Scott tho a run away Heir tho and ohh Stephanie Powell not to mention you 3 are a run aways but it's okay, We are from LGBTQ we know we can't marry off some sh.i.t Prince we can't take it it's yuck" One of the royalties said that making them all laugh,. "So the introduction is over? We can now discuss the future plans" Princess said she's is infront of the table who was sitting beside Shun on the left and Centia on the right,.

"Now, if you'll excuse me, I guess I just have to go to Tori's then." "I guess you're right." I decided to fight in his style. His features were still indefinite. It's unreadable. That's when I decided to continue. "You know, I heard an interesting story." I walked towards his mini bar and began pouring myself whatever liquor I could grab. "Have you ever heard of the story of the sly prince and the lost princess?" I glanced at my shoulder and I saw him frowned his brows. I don't know if he's following what I'm saying. But I definitely got his attention. "I don't know where you're getting at but, since the great Zachary Anderson has resulted to desperation, this should be interesting. Go on."

he replied and Princess Emma thanked him. She brought out the baked cookies and gave them to him while he happily took it and munch on them immediately. Emma smiled to herself for her victory, it was a great idea to have a hidden plan, if Princess Zoey hasn’t asked her to make sure to shut the Prince up then she might not have this opportunity She has intelligently convinced and deceive the little boy into believing her cock and bull story of being a victim who had no choice but to do as others especially Princess Zoey says Showing him the injury she got from the last hit from Zoey made things easier and soon the Young Prince believed and offered help, if not she might still be locked up in

Chapter 15 Standing in my Study, I watch out the window as my men reach the Palace walls. It seems that planning this day on the Princess’ sixth birthday was a smart move and soon this Kingdom will belong to me. I had planned everything correctly, found men that would side with me and help take control from King Alex and his wife Queen Evelyn. My son was safe at our Estate. The Guard he Squired to had whisked him away by my command when signs of my Rebellion began as promised.

He then carefully poured the potion down the princess's throat, watching as her eyes fluttered closed and a serene expression settled over her face. Jack smiled to himself, knowing that his plan had worked perfectly. He had erased the princess's memories of Jacquard and rewritten history to make it seem like he was the one who had saved her. He felt a sense of satisfaction and triumph, knowing that he had outsmarted his brother and secured the admiration of the kingdom.

The announcement of my betrothal to Prince Caius of Eldoria had cast a fragile veil of hope over the worried faces of the court. The kingdom seemed to breathe a collective sigh of relief, their future queen seemingly embracing a path of stability and alliance. But beneath the surface of forced smiles and polite congratulations, the darkness within me continued to stir, fueled by unsettling dreams and the persistent, insidious pull of iron. Barely a week after the announcement, a royal messenger announced the unexpected arrival of Prince Caius. Papa, looking genuinely pleased, greeted the young prince in the grand receiving hall.