Regina Your Highness Novels & Stories

Maria smiled. Regina thought about her mother, it’s been years and ever since her father’s death, they haven’t had a good mother-daughter quality time. In fact, the only time they get to stand together is usually at meetings and public gathering, to get good pictures for the world to see. Though with all that, Regina lives a very quiet, low-key life. She goes to school, church or the market without any drama, and has a very small cycle of friends, and there no record of any that she is close with. She is a gentle, less dramatic lady, one that thinks carefully before acting. But even with a low profile, she is envied by most girls in school, given her flawless skin and default classy personal

one asked. Regina lowered her voice even more. “I was walking out earlier when I heard a slap,” she said. “So, I came back and waited.” She paused dramatically. “Do you know madam killed his ex-wife’s child?” The room went silent and they stared at her in shock. “She’s heartless,” one maid whispered. “Why would she do that?” Regina scoffed. “Don’t you see how she treats us?” she said bitterly. “Like we’re not human just because we’re not in their class.”

Looking at the serious expression of all of the officials in the throne room, King Regor cleared his throat to get their attention. “The First Princess Regina was sent out by me to do an errand for the benefit of our kingdom. She was accompanied by my personal royal guards in a grand envoy with our Artemia Kingdom’s crest, so she should have had a safe journey, but it has already been a couple of days, and there are still no signs of her return.” King Regor paused while looking at the enlightened look of the few officials.

I said, smiling when she glanced at me as if saying, ‘Girl, of course I am! “Exactly. Her name is Queen.” He explained. I inched closer, rubbing her coat, it was soft. “She is yours.” He added. My hand dropped to my sides, “Wh—what?” I blurted. “She is a Regina, you are a Regina, it is only right that you, your highnesses should be together. Is it not?” He said, grinning. “You can’t be serious,” I said in a low tone, not able to hold in my tears anymore. I crushed into his arms and wrapped my hands around his torso.

Her ignorance was like a slap to Sienna's face. "Yes, Miss. Which size do you want?" The clerk's smile became wider, knowing that the real princess came in. Regina looked around, and her gaze fell on Sienna finally. "My size? It's exactly the same as hers. After all, Miss Harper had worn the clothes I abandoned for many years." She laughed out loud.

Too fast. Their team was strong, organized, and intense. Every receive was precise. Every spike from Althea landed right where it hurt. On our side, though, chaos. I tried to focus, but something was off. The passes weren't connecting. And every time I called for a spike, Regina was out of position or just plain ignoring my signals. "Regina!" I snapped after yet another misreceive. "You're supposed to cover that corner!" "Oh, I'm so sorry, Your Highness," she said mockingly. "Didn't realize I was your personal assistant."