All Chapters of His Caged Princess: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

They broke apart, Layana breathing heavily, her entire body was filled with a need for the man before her, she could see the carnal desire in his eyes. She had never cared for what people thought of her, but at that moment she felt wanted and appealing, knowing that the man she loved was looking at her as if she was the only woman in the world. He made her want to show him exactly what she had to offer, to have him admire every inch off her. He kissed her softly as he began removing her necklace and earrings, her core throbbing as he kissed her sensually, she reached up and removed the crown from her head, taking out her pins which now joined the growing bundle of jewels to the side. He sucked on the tip of her ear making her shiver in pleasure, his hands caressing her waist, was this real? Her sweet intoxicating scent filled his senses. His fingers ran up the side of her waist his fingers brushing her breasts as he looked into her eyes, was she really ready for this? “Will you no

“We were at dinner, The king, Myra and I, it was a very cold rainy day during winter. A guard entered the room and he looked rather perturbed, requesting to speak to the king urgently. Evaan simply told him to continue. He said a woman was at the door, saying she was looking for a man by the name of Evaan who worked at the palace, before the man could even continue Evaan got up quickly and left the room. Myra and I were curious, I was pregnant with Cordelia at the time and was 6 months along. We were young and we decided to go see who this woman was,” Azalea sounded almost guilty for spying on her husband, but Layana thought it was completely fair after all why was a woman asking for their husband. “Well, when we got to the hall the woman had her hood down and I could see she was beautiful, her hair was almost white, high cheekbones and exceptionally beautiful even Myra paled in comparison to her. She looked a lot like you, but I must say you are even more beautiful,” Azalea said and

“I'm all ears,” Terania said knowing Layana would have some advice. “As the future queen, you are allowed to choose your own advisor, someone who can stand by you in court and advise you. No one probably told you thinking it isn't important, moreover at least father should have, it is the royal’s choice to choose an advisor, father has his own, Gabriel the Fire Mage, although father rarely needs him to give input, he asks him on many key matters,” Layana looked at her sister crossing her arms as she continued “All you need to do is find someone who is in your corner, have them appointed your advisor and voila your voice will be heard. Besides its temporary, father will not be leaving the palace, I am still going to challenge him, and I will be the one to leave for battle. It is simply until then, let them know you are not a pushover. Once they realise you know what you want, they will be forced to side you, as their future sovereign, they surely would not like to get on your bad side

“A prophecy that a female child would be born when the Adair bloodline was all but gone, born under a blood eclipse with royal blood within her veins. A child that had the power to destroy the world within her grasp… There were many versions of this old prophecy, changed and morphed with time. Despite House Adair trying to keep the secret prophecy safe and genuine. With time, parts of it were lost… But what we know is enough. Layana, you hold a power that could protect us or could destroy everything depending on how you use it. Your mother feared for your life. Although she knew the risk of bringing you into this world could only bring you hardship, she could end the pregnancy, not when you were living within her. Some foresaw her pregnancy, seeking out the child she carried. I kept her hidden away until she gave birth,” the king sighed heavily, remembering the pain and betrayal that reflected in her eyes when she found out he was married and a father already. He had met her around th

“My lady!” Halian one of her guards said seeing the princess stumble from her bedroom, dressed in a rather revealing nightgown. He glared at the younger guard James whose eyes had fallen to the princess’s well-endowed chest. Zamira exited the room behind the princess, draping a dressing gown around Layana’s shoulders. “I need to go to my father, now,” she said urgently wrapping the gown around herself “We cannot cause a scene… the coronation has probably started,” Zamira said curtly not forgetting the way the princess’s eyes had changed. Layana’s eyes flashed dangerously glaring at the woman, she really did prefer Melody… “Halian, this is a matter of life and death, my father is in danger, please,” she pleaded turning to the one she hoped would understand. Zamira’s eyes deepened, a dark aura surrounded her and Layana turned towards her in surprise, was she under The Dark Lords influence? The feel was different from the pure evil that emanated from Zephyr in the library but it was