Your Majesty Please Calm Down Novels & Stories

“Have mercy! I was not thinking clearly, I didn’t mean to harm the child. I swear it! Please, Your Majesty, spare my life!” The room was silent again, save for the faint sound of Alden’s pleading. Maxton stared down at him with conflicting thoughts. It would be easy, too easy, to make an example of Alden. To deliver a swift and brutal punishment that would send a clear message to anyone else who might dare to challenge the Crown. But Georgia’s face flickered in his mind, her calm strength even in the midst of chaos. Mercy, she had once said, was a greater show of power than vengeance.

The videographer gave a thumbs-up and discreetly exchanged a glance with me. My phone rang, and it was Beatrice calling. I answered, "What’s up?" Beatrice chuckled. "What an impressive composure, Lily. The internet is flooded with criticism of you, yet you remain so calm." Her purpose for this call was definitely not to exchange pleasantries, so I feigned concern. "I must admit, it's been quite challenging for me too. How about you clarify the situation?" "Well, Lily, you aren’t that great after all. It won’t be difficult for me to clear your name." Beatrice seemed quite satisfied with my attitude as she directly laid out her conditions.

There was something that seemed to confuse him. “You got that right little one.” He smiled and wrapped his arm around me with a chuckle. Landon and Jack talked for a long period of time before they joined us. Gabe was trying to calm Andrew down and Marie was on his lap to control it. He finally stopped shaking and laid back. “You really need to control that temper,” Marie said as she jumped off. “It almost took me thirty minutes to calm you.” He just grinned and closed his eyes. Since Marie mentioned calming Andrew down herself, I finally asked her the question that has been burning inside me since that first day I met her.

I shook my head as he spoke, backing away even more from his Knight who looked at me pleadingly. “There’s no need Your Majesty.” I told him, making look back at me as his Knight stepped back, unsure of what to do. “I‘m fine.” He was about to protest and maybe even demand that I get treated, but I silenced him quickly. Raising my opposite hand and relaxing my muscles, calling onto the dull warmth within my chest. Shyly, I glanced at the Knights and Crown Prince as a small ball of flames danced over my open palm.

emperor", so let’s be honest, do you really rule? No, you leave everything in the hands of that fucking traitor!" I sighed. "Elaine..." the name of that thing came out of my mouth with some difficulty, but it was necessary "take Asra... she should rest." "No!" Callisto growled and my eyes shone in the gloom created by the curtains I invoked. "Don’t get me wrong "Majesty", I wasn’t asking your permission" I purred "I don’t think you’ve forgotten that at the top of my wish list you’re ripping your head off with my teeth."

"I mean, have you seen the former Queen? Is she furious?" Kora reached my side and did what she had never done before; her hands came to both sides of my shoulders and grasped me gently, steadying me. "Your Highness," her soothing voice came. "You have to calm down." My chest was making a staccato movement that it didn't allow me hear her. I needed to be out of here now. "Kora, I will see you later. I need to go." "Is there any problem, your highness?"

her nervous voice rang out. “She’s giving birth... the baby... I mean Tempest...! The baby’s coming!” Archer managed to get something coherent out. “Oh Goddess! Stay calm, sir, calm down. I’ll order all the maids to prepare everything...” They rushed into the room as I clenched my teeth so I wouldn’t panic them more. “I’m sorry for the chaos, Mrs. Magda,” I said with a forced smile, feeling Archer’s warm body beside me. “It’s all right, Your Majesty. This humble servant will bring your princess safely into the world. Don’t be afraid, Tempest...” she said in a motherly tone as she took my hand, and I nodded with a lump in my throat.

We both locked eyes for a few seconds, and surprisingly, instead of a fury or angers, the sentiment in his gaze were that he was relieved, happy and at peace, which is personally the last state of emotion that I thought the should be projecting at me, after all, me and Aeternum do retreat and leave them. “Your Majesty, His Highness President Kaiser Mies….Long Live The President, and May Glory be eternal….”.(Marlo) “Your Majesty, His Highness President Kaiser Mies….Long Live The President, and May Glory be eternal….”.(Everyone all together) Following Old Marlo greeting words at me, everyone else also repeated the same words to me, and surprisingly everyone else also carries the same relief, a

Tiara's POV Months had gone by and I couldn't have wanted anything else aside from the peace and solitude I had now. It was perfect, so perfect that it had me wondering if the rest of my life could just go this way without any chaos since most part of it had been with it. " You have to be careful, your majesty, not to trip over your heels." " I will not."

Tyrone asked me again, his voice steady. “Yes, I am fine...let's finish up .." I said calmly. “Caro... don't you dare ignore me..." Peter shot, his chest heaving. “Cerene is waiting for you.." I said calmly.