Whomademeaprincess Novels & Stories

"Good girl." Blushing, Katherine felt the urge to throw a cushion at his handsome face. "Just get started already!" "Yes, yes." The grin withdrew from his lips, forming his usual serious expression. Katherine felt a little regret. "So, the third Princess of the Falumor Empire got married to this Crown Prince when she wasn't much different from a child herself. I myself can't imagine it, but I was told she was a quiet and naive girl back then. Only after the evil that resided in the crown prince tainted her, did she become who she is today: a crazy madwoman. She also is my mother."

I gave him a smile to let him know that I remembered before I faced my new partner. Well suppose to be a partner. It was Nate, but apparently he was having a conservation with another girl. And he didn't seem happy. It was a girl with long purple hair that shone in the light. I remember from my lesson with Ace that she's Princess Camille. Her silver dress sparkling with different colors as if it were alive. Expensive non-metallic jewelry decorated her from top to toe. I'll say, she's beautiful. Camille, the princess of the Kingdom of Frae. The fairies.

Making sure all his attention is solely focused on me. "Well, I admire your dedication to your work as a good warrior of the pack. You deserved to be praised for the things that you do, now look at me carefully and don't blink...I am Princess Jasmin of the Royal Pack, I will make a request that you should obey. As the most loyal warrior to his Princess. Open the gate then let me out, and you will be repaid highly." I saw how his dark orbs moved and his lips follow. "Yes Princess Jasmin, I will follow your request. The gate will be open right now. I apologize to have keep you waiting”.

“Worry not about the matter, shetai. My Prince loves me of surety not because of the curse.” The Princess stood up and went to her tribe physician and to her own warrior. “We go now in haste.” The princess walked ahead of them. Shima and Chaerin followed her behind. On the morrow wilt be the prince’s birthday. The palace and the whole kingdom, nobles and dukes, lords and vassals will certainly come to celebrate that.

said Amairas . " In the honour of what she is we will name her Cynthia , as she belongs to the moon ." said the man and the scene shattered in pieces . Cynthia was standing in the same hall with the crown . " So i suppose now you know ." said the crown . " I ....I ..I am the moon princess . " said Cynthia nervously . " Yes my majesty ." said the crown softly ." I hope you'll seen figure out a why to be at your kingdom , the kingdom awaits you and so do i . " said the crown .

KATHY❤💯🌈: Hey Good afternoon/night Sweetheart 💕 Damn she calls me princess now 😱 if i'm your princess then you're my queen 👑.. I missed you sooo much today.. Can't wait for you to be back tomorrow. There are some messages on WhatsApp waiting to be read by you ❤️.. I missed you today and I hope you be okay.. ❤❤.. I love you...❤

I clapped along with them, my heart swelling with pride. The applause for Rami’s father’s speech still echoed in my ears as he turned to us, his expression softening into a proud smile. Rami stood beside me, his usual calm demeanor intact, but I could feel my own nerves beginning to fray. When his father leaned in and said, “I’m going to introduce you both to Princess Basila, the sister of the crown prince,” my stomach dropped. The Princess? Me? I wasn’t ready for this. I wasn’t royalty, I wasn’t polished—I was just Dema. But there was no time to protest. Before I knew it, we were being led toward her, and I could feel my palms growing damp.

My brain felt like it was short-circuiting. "Okay," I said slowly, carefully choosing my words. "I think I missed a memo. Several memos, actually. What. Just. Happened?" Gayle gave me a sheepish smile. "Well, I guess the cat's out of the bag. That's right, Gabe. I'm a princess." She said it so casually, like she was admitting she forgot to pick up milk at the grocery store. "Princess Aria Gayle Kriszle Windsor-Valois, to be exact."

I am back. A knock startled her. “Princess Elara?” A maid’s voice, timid but familiar. “The Queen requests your presence in the solar before breakfast.” Her chest tightened. Mother. She cleared her throat, forcing her voice to steady. “Tell her I’ll be there shortly.” The girl curtsied and withdrew.

I remember that burqa perfectly, so pretty and well-behaved, I don't know why so much fuss, these women don't know how to appreciate good clothes. Just as I think about answering, we're interrupted by a faint knock on the door. --- Supreme? Supreme? Excuse me, I came to inform you that the car is already at your disposal-- Alfred appears in the door opening after hearing my command to enter. --- Great Alfred, thank you very much-- my princess responds kindly, putting the comb on top of the dressing table-- you can take the day off to rest and let Gloria know that you're also excused for today-- she says turning her back to me and walking away forward like a true queen, no, like the true supr