All Chapters of ROYAL BLOOD: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

She was a conqueror. So fierce she went to battle. Yumi Jehosphat, the warrior The queen who fell a great fall. Armed with a sword, She battled.... Drigo suddenly looked up from what he was writing; his gaze fell on Micah. He dropped the feather ink pen in the bottle of ink, then rose to his feet, bowing slightly…. "How may I help you, your grace? He said, then slightly rose. "I got bored of sitting in my chamber doing nothing. I asked around, and I heard you are a historian and you have written a lot of books." She said, drawing nearer, the long cape-like yellow gown billowing behind her. At intervals her eyes will flicker on the hundreds of dusty scrolls rolled up and placed in sections, old worn-out books…stacked in ancient shaky wooden cabinets. "That's admirable, Queen Micah. You seem interested in books; not many queens like to read during their free time." Drigo said, and Micah nodded curtly, then sighed. "I have some questions. I…hope you don

Vashi stepped out of the bathroom, draped in a plain red robe, her wet raven-black hair glistening under the candlelightin the chamber. It was nightfall in the castle of Decreash, and everyone was having dinner at the dining arena, but she chose to remain in her chamber. When Viper crawled into the room, it glided from Vashi's legs up to her stomach and then wrapped itself around her left wrist. "What is this I hear? She got away? Vashi shot her brows up displeased. She could communicate with Viper. Viper was supposed to have gone after the maid and killed her, but he failed. She finally sits down on a stool in front of the dressing mirror in the chamber. Taking hold of a brush, she began to brush her hair. "That lucky maid, she got away." Vashi purred as she brushed her hair slowly, allowing the comb to run through her long, thick, raven hair. Vashi heard quick footsteps approaching; she didn't need to say a word before Viper glided into one of the drawers of the dr

Vandamonth Imperial Castle The night was long and cold, the full moon casting its light on the tall tress. The howls of wild wolfs could be heard, and the fall of snow indicated the coming of winter. Cheers and drunken laughter could be heard from the inner court. Half-naked women swarming around the men in a seductive way. Their tits and virtue were cast away like useless baskets, as the men dealt treacherously with their bodies. Seated on his throne was greedy King Jarob, his huge hand encircled around a silver cup, as he laughed in a drunken manner. "I heard Queen Yumi is dead." Jarob's drunk companion started off."The foolish woman marched to the battleground with her tits and fucking ass, expecting to win the war…" Jarob bursts into laughter, and the rest of the men follow. "If you ask me, she was quite brave, don't you think?" Aaram, the king's advisor, chipped in. He was a teetotaler, a sober man, who hardly took pleasure in liquor. "Shut your hole of a mouth. Aara

Priest Tailbon was in his chamber burning incense, the smoke from the sticks in the transparent jar filling the room. His chamber was like a mini temple, but right on his bed was a concubine. "Why do you even bother with all this incense? You like to brag about what is right, but as a priest you sleep around. "I will cut your tongue." Priest Tailbon said before stroking his white and black bears. He ran his hand through his almost bald head before adjusting the plain white gown he was wearing. "Nobody is holy. Just because I am a priest, it doesn't mean that I should not have my fill of women." The old priest said, walking around his chamber and getting busy. "I can only imagine you used these tactics to get into the small council." The concubine said, then smiled slyly. "I have seen the way you gaze at Vashi, the guest residing in the castle. Do you fancy her? The maid asked, playing with her hair, her eyes trailing along as Tailbon moved from one end of the room to another

Jazell was on her bed, lying on her back with her head facing the ceiling. With a smoking pipe between her lips, she puffed out the smoke after inhaling it, then shivered, a moan escaping her lips. The rising burning incense only seemed to fuel the moment, the scent from the incense consuming the whole room. One of the maids in her chamber was pleasuring her, her face buried between Jazell's thighs. Jazell was wearing a thin black nightgown; her body could be seen through the gown, and she wasn't wearing anything underneath. She sat up gently, parting her legs to give the maid more access. As a soft moan escaped from her lips, she had her hand entangled in the maid's hair, stroking it, as insane pleasure washed through her body. Suddenly the smoking pipe between her lips falters as she shuts her eyes…. "Hhm! Uhg! Her moans were soft and steady as she pushed herself down. In another chamber, William was seated on the side of his bed, a small globe in his hands. His lean fi