Novel & Cerita Princess Aries

I questioned, confused as to why he was still transfixed in that spot. "Well My Princess, I felt you wanted some space, to clear your head." I just sighed and gestured for him to follow me. As we approached the garden, we met Prince Arthur. He came and stopped in front of us, like he had been waiting for us to come out. "My Princess, it's a surprise to see you here". He said with a very annoying smirk on his stupid face. Adrian scoffed loudly, or so he thought and then mumbled, "Yeah, right".

Viktor POV “Goddess, I know it’s only been a couple of months but man, I’ve missed this place,” Cedric said with a sigh. I took my seat at my desk and chuckled. “We’ve missed you here, Cedric,” I said. “So tell me. That other girl is the princess? As in, Princess Violette Dubois of the werewolves?” He asked. I nodded my head. “Yes, my slave princess,” I said. He let out a chuckle.

She had no one to guide her, fearing her parents might find out. Aliyah kept her abilities to herself out of fear that the kingdom would see her as evil and compare her to her witch aunt, who waged war a year after her parents’ reign. How do I know this? Because I am Luna, also known as Aliyah Collins, an 18-year-old first-year college student majoring in fashion design. I am the daughter of the Lycan King and Queen. So, yes, I’m a princess. But as I mentioned, I am not like them. I don’t have a beast, so I cannot shift into my lycan form.

“He looks like a goddamn accountant.” In our world, the Moretti family ruled the city’s underground. Adrian wasn’t just another soldier. He was the family’s most trusted enforcer—cold, precise, untouchable. And I, Isabella Russo, the spoiled mafia princess, was not about to take orders from him. So I fought him. On his first day, I set fire to his lavish villa, watching flames devour the marble walls and glass ceilings until the estate collapsed into ashes. He only looked at me once, his voice flat and merciless:

"You borrowed my style." "Excuse me?" She removed her sunglasses. "This is my turf." Oh. Okay. "I didn't get the memo," I said, raising a brow. "You got a patent on white boots and genderfluid glammery?" She smiled. "You're spunky. I like it. But behave yourself, Snow Princess." I winked at her. "I dance like I tread. Unstable and fierce." She snorted. "Touché." And then she turned away, her perfume behind her like judgment and roses.

"oh... she's so mysterious and creepy... anyways her creepy attitude still helped" "yh". Darius smiled before turning to staring at his palm. "I have a little princess to carry ... oh Royalty will be all over the moon. his wish finally come to pass!". "In aspect of the Princess... how did Ayanna Know of her gender... " Louis boomed again feeling so shocked when she made such revelation and it came to pass "she's a witch Louis ... she can do and undo altogether.". Darius laughed out and took his brothers hand.. "now quit those silly thoughts and questions of yours let's go and Welcome my Princess... Princess Aria Astrid Rucker Slayer!"

The Prince asked again. "I heard her talking to a certain person named Aries. She could be Princess Aries Celeste, the Earth's Royal princess." The Soldier answered. I tilted my head and tried to recall the moment. I have met the Royal princess without me realizing it? I covered my mouth and gasped. The Aries I saw last night was the princess? That's why she seemed familiar! And that's why she acted weird when I told her my name's Princess! Oh how stupid could I be? I was with the most important person last night and I didn't even realize that?

Airoh was sent by his father to be the diplomatic representative. “Is that her?” He was immediately drawn by her beauty. Airoh had heard many things about this alluring Princess of Muhler, who would be the next Empress soon. He witnessed how good she was using the sword. She was moving with lethal grace; her elegance hypnotized Airoh. Her long, raven black hair was perfectly braided, and her scarlet red eyes shined in the rays of the sun. “Yes, that’s the High Princess Rieska of Muhler, and her sparring mate is Prince Zenus of Eriraseth,” Blythe said.

I turned my head to her now remembering there were other people aside from me, Aziria and Azrael. “No. She’s not. It’s just a coincidence her name also starts with an A.” Aziria answered for her with a smile, looking at Aries like they were old friends. “Aries comes from a line of witches who have always been close to us. Even though she has separated from her coven, she remains true to our cause and has been a great ally.” My eyes widened at that bit of information. Aries was an ally to them. So that meant me to, right?

Cleo shouts at Aramir from above, half in humor. *************************** Princess Aria sits on a hammock of vines with tiny purple flowers growing all over it. She fidgets a lot in her emerald dress, which falls up to her feet. She hates dresses. But here she is now attired on one. If only Marmee Rose can see her now. She suddenly misses her and Popsie Reed too. Princess Aria stares around her surroundings. The place seems really peaceful. Her Queen Mother must have spent most of her time here while she thought of her lost daughter. She recalls her own sadness for the feeling of longing for someone who is an essential part of you.