Quotes About Royalty

The majority of prisoners are society's greatest enemies and sinners, but that doesn't mean they shouldn't be treated like royalty; by offering them free meals every day.

The tiger is the king of himself while the lion is the king of pride and the jungle.

The wife of a king is well known as the queen. But the queen's husband is mostly scorned to the title of prince.

How's Her Royal Bitchiness?" "Alive." "Pity.

Obviously, I need to study princesses further.

The Princess Mahiya, and she is mine.

Hope Is an Airy Queen.

to claim the crown." "'Heavy is the head,

In the king's bed is always found, just before it becomes a museum piece, the droppings of the black sheep.

I believed that I would become a counsellor to the Thembu king,

The Duke of York was George III's second son.

The Royal Sovereign reeled under the impact, heeling 'two strakes out of the water

It had belonged to Charlemagne in its time

grand that he had the right to keep his hat on in the presence chamber of the king.

This was for her path, for her freedom, for her life and family. To make her dead da proud. She was strong. She was royal. She would set her will. She would do this.

She'd be best off here with the princess with the slaughter seax.

Gwladus wanted to throw ale in the proud little face. But the princess would kill her, dead as a suckling pig.

She waited patiently, which made him nervous. Royalty were rarely patient unless they were toying with you.

She felt taller than an oak, taller than an elm. They would sing songs of the king's seer, the queen of wyrd.

To hear you talk is like hearing him talk when he first become king.

It was best to approach royalty with answers, not questions.

Just inside the tent, the king, unhelmed, stood with his naked sword in one hand, point resting on the floor, and a goblet in his other.

The three women were gracious but remote, dry-eyed players in the royal mummery of Eorpwald and Edwin's grander farewell: the pledges of honor and allegiance between king and overking.

There was no wind in the hall, no fly to land on Gwenhwyfar's hand and tell Peretur all she needed-and she could read nothing in the queen's carefully judged smile.