Quotes About Royalty

In the afternoon, the king and queen sat to hear the business of their kingdom. At least, the queen sat to hear the business; Costis was still not sure what the king was doing.

Phresine showed him where he could sleep, in an interior room with no windows, a narrow bed, and a washstand. There were chests stacked along one wall, and Costis guessed the dismal spot was probably a closet cleaned out to make room for him. Hard to believe the royal apartments, so lavish elsewhere, would otherwise have such a plain corner. Expecting better of royal closets, Costis went to bed disappointed.

If the king could make a throne seem like a stool fit for a printer's apprentice, the queen could make a rumpled bedspread into a throne.

Thank you, thief. You're welcome, my queen.

Unkingly, in so many ways, My King.

No, he said. Relius was right and I was wrong. You are My Queen. Even though you cut my head from my shoulders, with my last breath as a noose tightens, to the last beat of my heart if I hang from the walls of the palace, you are My Queen. That I have failed you does not change my love for you or my loyalty.

You know- Eddis hesitated, not sure how far to push the Attolian Queen. Go on. Attolia inclined her head. I was going to say that you look like a polecat when you smile like that. Do I? Attolia still smiled. You look a little vulpine yourself. The two queens sat for a moment in happy agreement.

What would you do if you were King's Thief, Gen? Chew with your mouth open in the royal presence? Chat with the court ladies, dropping the h's at the beginning of your words and garbling the ends of most of them? Everything about you reveals your low birth. You'd never be comfortable at the court.

The king shouted I think I've broken something!!! Nothing important, I'm sure. she called back My pride!!! She laughed.

Costis, what do you think you are doing? Sparring, Your Majesty. Most people cross swords before they spar and they say something introductory like 'Begin!' before they swing.

Wearing a mask of obedience before royalty as they pulled the strings of the puppet monarchs.

His majesty not only confirmed the decision to which the commissioners had come, but issued other royal letters by which Cortes was empowered to banish from New Spain all deserters and those Spaniards who strolled about the country like vagabonds, as they obstructed the conversion of the Indians to Christianity. Further, all lawyers were forbidden to settle in New Spain for a certain number of years to come, for they only created lawsuits, quarrels, and dissensions among the inhabitants.

You're a bastard, I said. Uhtred, he began, but could find nothing more to say. You're a piece of weasel-shit, I said, you're an earsling. I'm a king, he said, trying to regain his dignity. So you're a royal piece of weasel-shit. An earsling on a throne.

And, in her fury, she slapped the king with a skinned eel.

You're the son of a king,' I told him, 'and one day you might be a king yourself. Life and death will be your gifts, so learn how to give them, boy.

To protect the honour of the king's sister, of course

Prince Cadwy of Isca was there, and King Melwas of the Belgae and Prince Gereint, Lord of the Stones, while distant Kernow, the savage kingdom at Britain's western tip, had sent its edling, Prince Tristan, who sat swathed in wolf fur at the dais's edge next to one of the two vacant thrones.

Morgan was high born herself. She was the first of the four bastards, three girls and a boy, fathered on Igraine of Gwynedd by High King Uther. Her brother was Arthur and

The Queen, in love with love, returned her royal consent. [allowing newlyweds to honeymoon in private instead of appearing at Court to Queen Elizabeth I]

Elizabeth Tudor weakly squeezed Valentina's fingers. She said, "Tell that woman I shall be waiting for her." Then she closed her eyes and slept again.

When the young Princesses Elizabeth and Margaret were growing up, that was at it's height and the War cemented that with photographs of the Royal Family having breakfast together and so on, by pinning their reputation so firmly on that particular issue.

I was too shy to go and meet Princess Diana.

I am fighting royalty. I have gypsy kings on both sides of the family.

If you look at it, 'The Lion King' is very similar to 'Hamlet.'