A Knight Of The Seven Kingdoms Audiobook Novels & Stories

I turned my body slightly, putting one of my legs up on the bench, so that I could look at him better without having to break my neck. “No,” he answered, looking down at the book in his hands. “I’m from the Kingdom of Vinter.” “What’s it like there?” A smile bloomed on his lips as he dreamed himself back to his place of origin. “It’s incredibly beautiful,” he started, while his gaze was locked on the leatherbound book in his hands. “It’s cold, but not freezing,” he explained. “There’s snow all year long, but everything just looks so beautiful like that, frozen in time.” Everything about him screamed love and longing. “The King of Winter is old,” he raised his eyebrows slightly. “He’s the kin

"Someone who would look a crown prince in the eye and make him look down at his own jacket." The wind came hard off the water and she held the railing and looked at the dark Atlantic below. "I need to talk to Caspian," she said. "Tonight." "I know." He was quiet for a moment. "Whatever you say to him, remember he didn't remove the fourth section. He inherited what was missing." "I know the difference between inherited wrong and committed wrong," she said. "I know you do." He straightened from the railing. "One more thing." She stopped.

He walked to the window. Looked out over the city. Lights flickered below. Alive. Unaware. A faint, humorless smile touched his lips. “So…” His voice was low. Almost thoughtful. “The king of the underground.” A pause. His eyes darkened slightly. “My son.” The words came easier this time. Not softer. But accepted. His head tilted slightly. “If he rules…” A breath. “Then I rule.” Not dominance. Not greed. Something else. Recognition. Blood. Legacy.

] I just pocketed my phone when a voice, both familiar and pretentious, rang out: "Welcome, everyone, to the wedding of Sebastian and me." I turned to see Sebastian, sharp in a tailored suit, standing by Rosa in her bridal gown, playing the perfect hosts. They stood before a rainbow archway, their oversized wedding portraits smiling down. Catching sight of me, Rosa rose on her toes and planted a kiss on Sebastian. The crowd erupted in whistles and cheers, and Sebastian, a bit sheepish, dabbed at his mouth. He glanced up without thinking, and our eyes locked in an unexpected standoff. Sebastian, caught off guard, shoved Rosa aside, his awkwardness bordering on comical.

It gave me a feeling of peace, but I couldn't, my kingdom and the Winter Kingdom had a conflict that almost destroyed both kingdoms, so one can't cross into the other, they only keep business on the borders, being through dukes or marquises. But I have heard that this rivalry was caused by a betrayal, I don't know what kind of betrayal, I have asked my mother about this, but she always says that this is just another rumor of the maids. I stopped walking and sat down, still admiring the white rose, until I noticed a man dressed all in black sitting under the tree. His back was turned and you couldn't see his face, but he looked to be about six feet tall, with a broad back, snow-white skin, an

"May, don't tell me... you already..." How can it be?! She's still a kid! "N-no, not yet." Looking at me with a straight face, May shook her hand wildly. "The male lead in the book is a swordmaster, just like the crown prince. The crown prince is the commander of White Eagle Knights. They are the best knight order in the empire, second only to the Paladin Knights." I frowned slightly when she suddenly brought up the story about Alistair's knighthood. "The Crown Prince is such an amazing man."

OCTAVIUS POV "We might as well pledge ourselves as well," Kohn says as the surprise from the rejection clause fades away. Lucifer nods, and both of them move from behind the desk. "Jannah," Kohn says, and his daughter moves to his side. Beerus once again moves forward on our mind, and I brace myself for the uncomfortable feeling of merging with them. "Do you three pledge yourselves to me. Will you serve me and obey me, Octavius Bishop, your King," I ask, and Jannah shivers from the power laced through my words.

They asked if I was okay and I nodded while the crowd settles down. “As this year’s host of the Scavenger hunt, I present our one and only prestigious leader of Sir Knights, Liam Saint.” She bows, and the cheers begin again when a familiar brunette jogs onto the stage with an arrogant smirk on his face. Sir Knights, are the male version of Ladies in Waiting. A Group of pompous asses walk around the academy thinking they’re superior to others because, and in their words, their “exclusive group of young elites” dominate the social activities of the academy. I feel a sense of satisfaction at the sight of his bandaged hand and couldn’t help the smug smile that settles on my lips.

Not to mention, before I was already almost dying while having my rights as a human with me, then how about them who's being treated as an animal? 'I'll just think about this matter soon. For now, I should prioritize thi--' What? Looking down, I saw the seven knights whom I scouted last knights exam. They are bowing to me from a distance. They must have seen me while i was thibking some things. Come to think of it, I think I forgot their existence for two days. Well, that's natural after all, these days are tok busy to eveb think about visiting and lolking at their progress. Actually, without a doubt, I knowbthat they improved well. After all, just by seeing them from this distabce, I can al

And I—what am I but a fallen leader of a broken village? He is loved. And he loves them in return. His people. His duty. Not me. But when he spoke , Gods, when he spoke my heart trembled like a leaf caught in storm wind. Our eyes met. I looked away. He must not see what hides beneath my ribs. He must not know. The horn sounded. The crowd sat. Seven kings gathered, like wolves in a circle, their Jaels beside them. I had heard their names from my father, back when tales were still sweet.