Princesse の小説・ストーリー

he mused. “I was thinking same and almost asked that,” Derrick chuckled a little. They then awaited my answer. I inhaled and answered. “I’m a Prince.” They froze. “What?” all three asked. “I’m- I’m a Prince.” “Wait,” Derrick muttered. “A real Prince or.” “A real prince.” “You’re kidding right?” they mused altogether. “I’m not. Check my full name online. Asahd Usaïd.” They were silent and seemed shocked. Then, we watched Alex hurriedly take his phone out and type my name in a search engine. Guess he got an answer because his mouth dropped.

Michaela incited him. “It will be my greatest pleasure for the rest of my life, amore mio grande. (Ita for ‘my greatest love’)” ******************** A few months after, Principessa (Ita for ‘Princess’) Victoria Elizabeth Anne Marie di Montbéliard came into the world with her mother’s hazelnut hair and her father’s set of lungs. At least that’s what Michaela said. “She’s perfect. Just like her mamma,” Maxim whispered, bending over to kiss both of his women.

"Okay, now the big question. Amaya, please tell all." "There is no way I'm going back to Prince William. He doesn't speak French. Prince Louis was funny and charming and great. The only problem was, I couldn't keep his attention. He kept looking off and flirting with other girls. He's also too jealous for me. Like he gets jealous and mad because I danced with other people. Now, if I had to pick right now, it would be Felipe. Best friend to Carlos and Emilio. He looked at me the whole time. Never once did another girl catch his eye. He's from Spain but he speaks fluent French. I hope I see him again. I don't think I can do a prince, mother. I'm sorry." "It's all right, sweetie. At least you f

Your prince SEBASTIAN,

“What news are you talking about?” “The news of Adrian crowning his five-year-old daughter the crown princess of Seat of Rossi and the next queen of Seat of Rossi.” I broke into them and they all looked stunned except Apex who I knew was just hiding his expression. “That wasn't part of the plan at all, Father,” Diva said and Apex nodded gently.

A harsh laugh, devoid of humor, echoed in the confined space. “Where you belong, princess. For now.” A hand, large and calloused, brushed against her cheek, a touch that made her skin crawl. She flinched away, a desperate, futile movement. “Don’t touch me.” Her voice, though still weak, held a surprising edge of defiance. “Feisty, ain’t she?” the gruff voice mused. “James sure picked a spirited one.”

The party was about to start. Valentino led Luke and Alessandra to her room. Valentino opened the door and Alessandra squealed in shock. There was a princess ballgown in the middle of the room a shiny tiara on a small table beside it. Luke was shocked upon seeing the dress. It looked like it cost thousands. "Daddy, look! It's a princess gown!" Alessandra exclaimed as she ran to the dress. "Do you like it?" Valentino asked.

Or maybe he's still busy to think about finding me. But I'm still his daughter. Didn't he even missed me in the last three months? Or it's just okay with him without me around? But what about Mom? Isn't she informed? I smiled wryly. I know the Harold's will break it with Mom. Maybe she's also busy to even care. I heaved a sigh. I am Siren Mendez. Everybody calls me princess. But this princess here they didn't know. Though I got almost everything I need, yet it's all empty and I'm still lonely.