Romans & histoires A Knight Of The Word

I ask the man who can’t sit down properly with shaking hands. “As we speak there is no written evidence, Knight Albous just got back and like last time it was mostly given out by some woman,” the commander said. “Don’t worry about me sir! Look, I can still hold…the…” I stretch my arms to reach the display swords behind me. “Sword, I can still hold this properly. You always said that a knight is close to being invincible to everything for loyalty is the key,” I said as I swing my sword showing off, I am okay.

The lady began. " My name's Lauren and I'll be a co mentor. His name's Aiden and he's in charge here. First of all one thing you need to know in being a knightess you must be courageous, brave and ready for any attack and that includes attacks from paranormal creatures..." " Like vampires?" A girl asked. She has dark hair. " Yeah and witches, including lycanthropes." Lauren said. " You mean werewolves?" Same dark haired girl asked. " Exactly. You need to be ready for such creatures as long as you are volunteering to protect the royal family."

"Why was the knight polishing his dress before going for the Emperor's dinner party? Because he wanted to have a night in shining armor!" "Your father argued with me regarding what to call an Azenlan soldier. It got kind of late, so we both decided to call it a knight!" "The Queen was unhappy when she saw that it was pouring outside. She sighed to herself, "This could be another reigny day"." "What should we call a medieval owl that is very brave and defeated many enemies? We can easily be naming him a Knight Owl!"

Hatred was the feeling that flowed through his strings at me, and it hurt. Of course I had no right to feel like that; but my emotions never do as they're told and I refuse to rip these ones out. Just because I have no right to feel this way doesn't mean I don't deserve to. Knight is what his name was, but he enjoys going by Fractured now. He was supposed to be the Nightmare Master’s loyal dog who would kill anyone who went near him. Of course, he wasn't actually loyal, just doing as he was told so that his family wouldn't suffer the consequences.

“Then tell me what it was like, Deb.” She faltered. For the first time, words failed her. Knight’s jaw clenched. “You think I don’t understand what he means to you? You think I didn’t see that look on your face?” “Knight, please—” He stepped closer, not in anger, but something heavier, concern twisted with resignation. “I’m not Caelum. I’m not going to threaten him. But I’m asking you to think. The world saw you crowned last night. The board saw you as the new face of this empire. If anyone even suspects that Cain is back in your orbit—”

someone from outside the courtroom ordered. " T-The royal knights of the Dark kingdom...?"

Recently, King Edward Herman and Queen Mary Herman had announced the fixed marriage of their daughter to the King of Country A. Country A was the richest and most powerful nation, ruled by the formidable and ruthless King Alexander Knight, often referred to as the "God of War" for his undefeated record on the battlefield since the age of 15. Country K, in contrast, is a small and vulnerable nation, situated next to Country A. Due to continuous attacks from their powerful neighbor, the people of Country K had suffered greatly. Their resources and strength were insufficient to defend against the aggressors.

as he walked towards me with a twinkle in his eye. As I continued to run down the stairs, I couldn’t help but think about how quiet the house seemed without Bronx, Benji and Baylor here with us. Although I’m sure if they were here, I would never have anything to eat; they were like garbage disposals when it came to food, eating anything and everything. The interesting thing about them is while they are triplets, they are not identical. It is extremely rare in the werewolf community to have this, hence why I believe they were chosen to go to the Knights League. The Knights League is a group of specialized warriors hand-chosen to support and protect special wolves blessed by our Moon Goddess.

The man stands tall, walking proudly towards the palace gates. Slowly, he takes off his helmet. Soft blonde hair is shining under the sunlight, the rays falling on his exotic features. The man is tanned with boyish looks even though he is well into his twenties. “I am Damien Wilde,” the man states. “The new Knight of Faika.” The gatekeeper instantly kneels in front of the Knight, feeling nervous. “Apologies, your grace!” He squeaks. “I did not know.” A Knight is the right hand man of the Emperor and the head of the army. There were rumors that Phillipe had appointed a new knight but to think that the knight will come to visit the Crown Prince who is a sworn enemy of the Emperor!

“Can we come to visit you soon? I want to show everyone in the pack my new sword!” I can’t help but laugh at his enthusiasm, the sound bubbling up like a melody. “Yes, little warrior. But remember, we must be careful. A knight must always be responsible.” Arthenon, more reserved but equally eager, joins us, his eyes shining with admiration as he grips his wooden sword. “Are you really a knight now, Aloria? Like in the stories?” I kneel down to their level, my heart overflowing with love for my brothers. “I am, but being a knight means more than just titles and armor. It means being brave, helping others, and always standing up for what is right.”