Romans & histoires You Should See Me In A Crown Book

He flips the pages of the book as the two names caught his attention and read it intently in a whispering tone. “HANNAH LYN MIOKI, JESSA MIOKI.” Starting with the names and the known guardian spirit of the crown princess. His intrigue mind only escalated, wondering deep and beyond into the next book and the alternate one from this, by which he calls, but reads. “Dylan’s Book.” Engulf with excitement knowing that every deal that was taken from the very first chater up to the current will be fulfilled in that world and every book. Reina’s smile flashes unto his mind, as her deal with him echoes.

The Daemonium POV “So it is with great honour that I introduce our newest member, Miss Kimberlee Mylean Ashyver.” The room erupts with applause as I end my speech. The wooden doors open to reveal her, in all her glory, at the entrance. All eyes turn to her. Why wouldn’t they. She is draped in a flowing white dress with gold trim. A Gold leaf crown braided into her hair and real gold dusted onto her cheeks. She looks like a Greek goddess. A vision. My vision. The missing ingredient for my wonderful concoction.

#HAREM_OF_LUST 🍓🔞 #Chapter__18 🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹 🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹 🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹 🌹🌹🌹🌹 🌹🌹🌹 🌹🌹 🌹 #OMNISCIENT_POV The day of the coronation arrives, The coronation hall is packed with people of different social standing but the ones allows to enter the coronation hall are people of fortune and social standing, Excitement and smiles beam on the faces of some few people, people who will benefit from the throne, while most of the people pretend to be excited but deep down they're not happy about the occasion at all, Most of these people include, the poor masses of Marida, Salima, The Grand Vizier Abdul, Queen Aisha and Hamid...

I had to keep the name in check, I had to make sure the name doesn't get stained or get a bad review if it did, Vanessa was going to come for me like the name wasn't in the mud already. I rolled my eyes. Uneasy is the head that wears the crown… But your type of crown matters… My type of crown was made of thorns That would make me uneasy too!!!

I didn’t want anyone to see me after what I was about to do, so carefully, I hold the crown and take it out of the box. What a mistake. The moment I grabbed it, that moment I dropped it. Covering my mouth in fear, I back away from the object. My body trembles, and my mind kept replaying what I just saw. Somehow, the moment I had the crown in my hands, flashbacks of a kingdom being destroyed appear in my mind. It was so bloody that it made me feel like I was the one being killed.

I opened it and there was a book inside “What’s this?” I asked. “That’s the council book. Every councilman or councilwoman is in this book and every detail of what we talked about.” I opened it. I saw names of legendary people from all over the world. It’s amazing. I kept going through the book and I saw her name. My mother’s name, Elizabeth. “My mother was a council woman?” “Yes she served on the council for a long time.” “That’s nice.” From the corner of my eye I see a box labeled crown. I go over to the box and open it. And there before is the most beautiful crown I have seen. More beautiful than Queen of England herself. I pulled it out of the box.

"What's the rush? Were you that excited to see me?" Her eyes then looked around the knights, searching for someone. "Now, where's the crown prince?" She asked, looking around. It’s not like she’s still obsessed with the crown prince, well she was once obsessed with him before she received the book, but she’s only checking so that she won’t have to encounter the crown prince soon.

I guess I have to put those things aside and focus on finishing this summit, for now. ~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~O~ I remember reading from Shakespeare that said something like, “Heavy is the head that wears the crown…” I can’t help but think today is one of those days when I feel the hefty weight of my crown. And my head spins and bends sideways just to carry it. I’ve been staring at this fancy invitation card in my hand, black paper with gold printing, sealed with a red wax showing the crest of the Blue Blood Pack.

Once I read its title, I was able to release a breath I didn't know that I had been holding. ‘The Annals of the Crown’ was marked into the leather cover in a royal golden font along with some ancient inscriptions I wasn’t quite familiar with at the bottom. “It’s a book that traces your lineage?” I asked, arching an eyebrow. Zain shook his head. “It’s more than that. It holds the secrets of the crown as well, and I’ve been opportuned to go through this very book a good number of times to understand what Helene’s Mark entails, redhead.”

Right after they dress me up, Anna waits by the door and smiles, "Dinner should be ready." "I best be on my way, then." The maids do a finishing touch on my dress and put on my jewelry and crown. Royalty is crazy. You have to keep wearing a damned crown on your head and all the formalities are observed even in a simple dinner like this one. I walk towards the banquet hall trying to lighten my mind off of things. I do not want to be thinking of the Introductory or whatever deal father might have on this marriage he just discussed. It seems father has found his place in the banquet hall already as I arrive. And as usual, Kael is nowhere to be found. How is the crown prince always late? "Good e