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5 Princes and I

"You, my dear, will be going to help us to decide that. You will pick a king." "Say what now?" "I'm not going to repeat it since I know that you have heard me." "Fine! You want me to decide?! Nate!" I pointed to prince Nathaniel, if I remember correctly. He was slightly taken aback and a confused expression was replaced. "Do you want to be a king?" "I...uh...Yes?" He said. Unsure of his answer. It made me wonder if the expression on my face had forced him to say yes. "Good. Then you'll be the king. "What!? But that's not how you decide it!" PRINCE Ace said. "Fine! You're all kings. In fact, we ALL can be kings!!" **** She's Rosalie Amber Stan. A simple teenage girl, who made a wish to have a more adventurous life, was a victim of an abduction by the Fae queen to a different realm. She was brought to a castle with 5 supernatural princes, who are fighting for the throne. The queen gave her a task to be the one to choose the future heir to their kingdom. Little did she know that the queen only wanted one thing from her and the princes: Romance. Between a sparkly wizard, a rude obnoxious elf, a flirty vampire, and a couple of twin trouble making wolf princes; Is there really a right choice? And why is there a wolf spirit, who suddenly awakened upon sensing her arrival, kept stalking her? A romantic-comedy in 'another world' with a quirky-temperamental female heroine learning the culture of this new fantasy world.

Kiraran · 都市
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30 Chs

Who Left?

After the ball, I hadn't got any chance to eat as much as I wanted to as I took off to bed. My body was tired both from keeping the princess act and from running around with Nate to avoid the fairy princess, but despite all that, the ball was fun.

As I got out of bed, I decided to take a long and relaxing trip to the bathtub. Then I changed into some comfortable clothes and headed downstairs. Along the way, my stomach kept growling in anticipation for something to eat. I was hungry and if I won't eat anything soon, I'll have a huge fit.

That was why, as soon as I caught a whiff of something good and freshly cooked, I didn't waste any time as I made a dash towards the dining area where I found a large picnic basket on top of a table. If I wasn't so hungry I would have wondered and asked why a picnic basket is on the table, but since I was hungry, I dismissed the thought.