เจ้าหญิง 소설 & 이야기

the elderly lady said, bowing her head. "Nice to meet you too. By the way, what's your name?" I asked while sitting in the chair beside me. "I'm Jona, your Majesty," she replied. I agreed by nodding. She also sat across from me, reading a book. She appears serious and strict. But I believe she is also intelligent. "Do you have a rank in this palace?" I inquired as he flipped through a book. "I'm an Omega, your Majesty," she announced. What she said astounded me. Is she an omega? In such a situation, may she have known the person who took Shena?

He asked, emphasising more on the third option. Sia's eyes widened at the last one, and she rushed out her reply. "No, Your Highness, I want to find a woman. She is called Princess Diana of Moonshine." Instantly, the Prince's eyes glowed, turning murderous. Sia could almost see sparks of electricity in his eyes. His voice came out cold and blank. "What do you want with her?"

Asked her servant, seeing her so distracted. "Come Clara, I need to ask you something." "By her position, her princess. What can I do for you?" "Bring me one of the most beautiful young women you can find in the kingdom. Urgently!" She stared at her trying to understand what was happening. "Any particular feature?" "Yes, of course! May she be very good in bed!" The princess replied. Her servant was very surprised after that request of hers. She knew her very well, she had practically cared for her as if she were her daughter. She felt that something was not right, she did not dare to ask him, much less because she knew that today she would be with Prince Christopher.

[ELARA] Daphne Elspeth, princess of Wyvern, embodies elegance and flawless beauty. Her presence is radiant, turning heads with every step she takes. Even King Eldric seems unduly captivated by her, ostensibly for her assistance in dismantling the Elspeth dynasty.

"We heard you were working your first day today!" "We're all big fans of your Estagram!" "That coat is beautiful. Like, seriously beautiful." "Hello, Yuki!" There was Jim—tall, quiet, with round glasses and a shy smile. Kyo, whose hair was slicked back and who had the cocky confidence of someone who probably fronted a band on weekends. Hana, sweet and soft-spoken, who offered me matcha candy from a ceramic tin frog. And then there was Queen—or as her name tag proudly declared, Kween.

Prince Jiwon means Madame Yoon, the sister of his father King. "He's still asleep, but rest assured he will lived. He's hiding in a cave, I can't show him yet, not yet until the Emperor of Siam will comeback and help us." "I'm sure my cousin will come, he may look frail but I know Kana'er loves her father," Prince Suppasit said. "That's the woman of the Emperor, I heard her name many times, they said she's really beautiful, like a goddess." Prince Jiwon proudly nodded.

It was none other than Princess Callista, the daughter of King Gaius. From afar, Alcides observed her movements—the elegance of her gestures, the radiance of her presence. She moved through the palace like a fleeting vision, untouched by the harsh realities that governed his existence. Callista embodied the epitome of Athenian royalty, a stark contrast to the life he now led. Though Alcides was a mere shadow in the vast expanse of the palace, his admiration for the princess grew with each stolen glance. He marveled at her beauty, the way her eyes sparkled like stars in the night sky, and the gracefulness with which she carried herself.

The deity agreed upon seeing the spirit’s pure intention and she changed. Dex was dreaming and she saw Lyra walking up to him. Lyra did a sugar plum fairy- like routine or so Catherine thought. Lyra was wearing a white dress and a flower crown but it was not a surprise if the audience would really see her as a guardian of the forest or a fairy of the forest. She was able to deliver the role, perfectly. Even her fairy-like steps. Lyra was holding a flower and it was as if she was telling her love to Dex. She gave the flower to Dex and did a pas de chat and a grand jeté as if she was telling him that the flower would grant him a wish.

You have successfully made yourself look like an idiot. I returned to the door and time passed and I wondered when the hell lunchtime was going to come. With everything that had happened, I had forgotten I hadn't eaten since yesterday. A guard approached me after a while. “The King requests the Princess' presence in the throne room immediately." I opened the door to inform her but she waved her hand in dismissal without looking at me. I guess she got the message already. She still looked as disheveled as when I left the room. It didn't take up to the minutes before the door opened and she walked out. The first thing that hit me was how wonderful she smelt. Like lavender.