Princess Vore の小説・ストーリー

It was like heaven on the hill. A girl was standing on the balcony of her room smiling, looking at the front yard of the palace, which was filled with flowers. She was beautiful the way flower and sunlight were beautiful, warm and glowing and golden. She has the face of a goddess with long blonde hair that reaches down to her waist. Her name is Violet Valerina. She is the princess of the Merrill kingdom. The smile on her face suddenly disappeared and turned into fear as she watched the border guard enter the palace gates on his horse with his body covered in wounds and blood.

His companion frowned at their fellow member’s stutter. “Yes, she is.. Meet Serena Viotto, princess of the Seer Empire, the only daughter of Queen Ophelia and Fae King Vulcan.” Sedona’s voice laced with pride as she announced. Serena wrung her hands behind her back but mustered a small smile as she acknowledged Sedona’s words.

As the music continued playing in the background, Roselle distracted herself by looking around. A princess named Vera had approached her a while ago and just like the emperor, the woman was unexpectedly friendly to her. Though she hurriedly left right after greeting Romeo in an obviously hasty manner. Elijah, who was standing behind Roselle, told her that Vera was the only vampire princess of the empire. Roselle found it surprising because back home, there were at least ten princesses in their empire. The difference was too huge! But maybe, there were more princes?

“The vampire king, Jorah, had a youngling, a daughter stolen by a werewolf many years ago during a war. The king has been searching for her ever since.” I felt a strange connection to the missing princess. To be stolen away from everything that you know and love would be a terrible crime indeed. I could understand why the vampires would make the werewolves blood slaves. Sebastian stopped and asked, “How did you end up in Stormveil Pack?” He was very still as if he was listening with his entire body. It made me think he knew something I did not.

But Elara tasted the poison beneath every smile. She swept into the hall beside her parents, Kael just behind, her gown of deep green catching the candlelight. Nobles bowed their heads, though their eyes followed her like hawks. Already the whispers had begun: The princess and the Ironfang heir. A match written by politics… or by fate. Her stomach twisted.

A single scratch on him usually sent the healers into a panic. So, when the heavy wooden staff of the Royal Enforcer slammed into his back, the pain was blinding. He nearly blacked out instantly. "Stop!" Just as the second blow was about to fall, a shrill voice pierced the air. A figure dressed in extravagant silks stormed into the courtyard. The Enforcers, recognizing the scent, immediately halted and bowed. "Greetings, Princess Aria!" It was Aria, the Ninth Princess, daughter of the King and his favorite mistress, Lady Seraphina. She had a round face and large eyes—cute, perhaps, to those who were generous, but she lacked the true beauty of a high-born she-wolf.

“Now, we know the child lived so there are descendants out there of Marius and Andromeda. So we have some like that, then we have Sloane. I don’t believe for one second she is descended from Andromeda.” “You don’t?” I asked, eyebrows hitting my hairline. “The visions-” “The visions are hers, she is Andromeda.” He said simply, as if it were common knowledge. “No,” I breathed, hardly daring to breathe. “Andromeda was an insanely powerful witch” he said, “so much so that the vampires of that time deemed her dangerous enough to kill as well as her lover and child. Knowing full well she was growing into her abilities and eventually would be more powerful than them. Who's to say she didn’t reincar

"But thank you." He smiles, but it's not a flirty expression. It's a mixture of concern and, I think, genuine happiness. "I told you I'm a savior of princesses and damsels in distress, didn't I?" Willow stirs in her sleep, jolting me back to the present. With her pale gold hair that she got from Keith, she can actually be taken for Damien's daughter. I laugh bitterly at this irony. There's a soft rap at the door. When I don't answer immediately, the rap at the door gets louder.

she cried out in agony, not knowing which area of her body she was going to reach. Mino was even more horrified when he noticed the deep wound that had suddenly appeared under Vreihya's eye. The wound beneath the child's eye is similar to this. As she attempted to turn her back on Mino, the princess shouted even louder. She couldn't stop crying because she could feel the wounds on her back. Mino witnessed with his own two eyes how a deep and long scar appeared on the princess's back.