Your Majesty Is Annoying Novels & Stories

his mother answered. “Close the windows!” someone was shouting and he called one maid that was passing by. “What’s happening?” “There is a huge storm?” “What do you mean a storm at this time of the year?” “It’s confusing your highness. We need to close the windows.” He sat down next to Talia and looked at his mother. “Is she causing this too?” “I’m afraid, she is.” “Is there any way to stop it?” “There is. Did you bring her beads?”

Vera nodded, looking at them in disgust who were going against war. “Suggest a better opinion, Sir.” Persephone mocked from behind with a dry smirk, not bothering to follow the conversation at the moment. “And besides, underestimating our capabilities is an unbearable mockery, Sir. So, sit down before I make you.” Vera added seriously, emitting a scary aura, motioning him to sit down. “Vera. don’t scare him.” HIs Majesty scolded her to not do this. “Yes, His Majesty.” She nodded but still glared at him to stop this nonsense.

---In the meeting hall--- Everyone was getting impatient and Qyushu were running out of time. But that's what Rue believed, their leader was sure unfazed by late in announcement. He was waiting patiently for Dark Queen's arrival. But as said all the business persons were in more rush since 'their precious time was being wasted' But dare they say this. Everyone feared dark queen more than they fear any epidemic or currancy fail. Because her kingdom, Anchancia, was not only the most powerful, but also was the most richest nation in the whole universe. Giving her power not only in the royals but in the businesspersons also. Plus her polictics was something which no one ever wanted to go against

“You must respect him!” The men lowered their heads. “He is changing the rules, do you know why? Because of you!” he shouted. “Because you stole the government's money to make yourself live in a paradise of richness when my people are dying every day from hunger and illnesses. Don't you feel any compassion for them? Can your heart handle seeing these poor children suffering in the cold weather? Can you not?” “Your Majesty—”

“The worst part… the worst part is that people are watching. Nobility, our allies, the media and they’d all be laughing at her and us by now. Don't know why she'd stoop so low as to want to start acting like some careless socialite? The Emperor exhaled, running a hand over his face. “Her majesty, I don’t really care about her so-called ‘fun.’ What bothers me most is the arrogance. She acts like the mansion is a playground, as if no one can stop her. And the audacity to post it online. If we don’t handle this carefully, it’ll spiral further.” I crossed my arms, glaring. “Carefully? There’s nothing careful about this. This is disgraceful. Absolutely disgraceful. We raised her with everything.

He said. “Hey! I’m just being careful here. There’s nothing wrong with extra caution!” I retorted. I’m the Queen and excessive caution is one of the traits that has been conditionally imbibed in me “If you say so, Your Highness,” Cayden said and continued eating meat. He’s really annoying! Anytime he calls me Your Highness, it sounds as if he’s mocking me, and it makes me want to tell him to stop calling me reverential names.

why I can’t have him. I pulled the chair closer and sat beside him, my fingers ghosting over his hand on the blanket. His skin was warmer now. Not cold like before. That should’ve brought me peace. It didn’t. “You know, you’re fucking annoying,” I whispered, my voice shaky. “Always throwing yourself in front of bullets like you’re immortal. Like you don’t care if you die.” My thumb brushed his knuckles. I didn’t realize I was crying until a teardrop hit his wrist.

" Your Majesty, you looked troubled... I was worried-" "Silence,you peasant! Nothing troubles me! Never darken my door again!" "Forgive my insolence, your Majesty!" She wailed grovelling at my feet. I kicked her off my feet and strolled to my bed. "Your Majesty I..." Penelope said with her irritating high pitched voice that I hated even more than I hated Evanara. "Get out!" I screamed and she gasped. She picked herself of the floor slowly and strolled to the door.

“Aren't you supposed to be working, not being a lovey-dovey here?" His Majesty said through gritted teeth. General Cairo and I knelt before him. "May your anger dissipate, Your Majesty," we said in unison. His Majesty was angry based on the tone he was giving right now. The dangerous aura was emanating from him. One wrong move from us and he could punish us. But how did he get down from the fifth floor? I saw him there. Did he jump or did he use his wolf speed to get downstairs?

Or was she stalking me? “Well…” Mother, who is standing behind Father’s chair, one hand on his shoulder, clears her throat and makes a little face like she’s swallowing down her own vomit. “Isn’t that… lovely.” She doesn’t mean a word of it, I know. Nessa is the most annoying girl any of us has ever met. Even more annoying than my fucking sister. Oh, Goddess. I’d better stop using those two words in the same sentence! “Have you told your father yet?” The king leans back in his chair, as if he’s doing his best to suck in a lungful of air and failing.