A Knight Of The Word Novels & Stories

A cluster of Gideon’s knights emerged from the edge of the hall, their armor polished, their movements sharp even here. One of them—broad-shouldered, scar slanting across his brow—lifted his goblet. “We are not poets. We are not courtiers. We are knights. And this man—our Commander—” His voice carried, pride woven through every syllable, “—is the reason most of us still draw breath.” Murmurs rippled, softer this time, respectful.

Yet, only to find that he was silent because he was shaking his head "I'm afraid not yet, my lord," the knight said with a respectful voice but his face suddenly turned out quite bitter just by hearing the word Sinanegrie - because the knight knew what it was and he never wanted to know more than anything about it. Though, he can't help but inform the duke that the previous information was only the information that he had and no current ones

Aisha smiled. Kent told her the true goal of a knight is to attain peace and duty’s end with his soul broken permanently his life in the world was severely limited. He made do with what time he had left quoting a famous verse in the book of the knights. “Only in death does duty end.” Kent said with a smile. Aisha felt the pain in his voice was true he no longer had anything to lose but everything to give as they walked back to the palace the forest seemed to cry out grieving in his pain.

Knight's presence greeted me as I entered, his voice laden with disapproval. "You're wrong for planning to throw that ball, Lucius," he admonished, his tone laced with frustration. "Pretending as if you haven't found your mate already and treating her like she's nothing but a pawn." His words struck a nerve, igniting a spark of defiance within me. "It's not about pretending," I retorted, my voice edged with frustration. "It's about maintaining the stability of the pack." We sparred verbally, each word a jab aimed at the heart of our differences. Knight's loyalty to me was unwavering, yet his unwavering commitment to honor and integrity often clashed with my own decisions.

The older knight sitting across Sir Adam–Sir Jackson Celestine, a member of royalty through the first Queen whistled in awe as he grinned, looking unfairly amused despite the situation, “Damn, you seriously memorized that for this, Sir Sanscroft?” “Sir Celestine, Sir Sanscroft…” Sir Adam murmured in warning, coughing within his fist, and not-so-subtly stepped on the older knight’s foot. Jin ignored Sir Jackson’s theatrical whine of pain, smirking smugly and clearly enjoying the very uncomfortable looks on some of the other knights’ faces as he subjected them all with his silver-gray gaze, “Correct me if I am wrong but that is the law, yes?” He who knows the law... is the law itself.

That’s an imperial order! The knights didn’t hesitate to implore the hard way… Even if it means them using military magic to kill me… Military magic is the magic they use for killing and for war…it’s basically a high grade offensive magic! One of the knights swung his sword at me and a blast of sword aura flew through the air in my direction… I barely managed to evade it… This situation is really bad! I have to get out of here right now!

He was the perfect example of a knight in his prime. A woman, which was carrying a child in her arms, passed him. He just looked her, under his eyes and gave a comment that did not fit a knight. The wizard just watched. "Spare a coin," the war veteran pleaded. The knight just passes by the war veteran, not paying attention to his petitions. "What kind of a noble knight are you?" "I'm a lion that doesn't care the opinion of sheep." Chivalry, however, fell to low branches, the wizard thought. This was never the case. What have these times come to?

The day of the return of the knights, led by Keane Clementine, had come. Outside the palace, the people were waiting for them. Many women stood by, expecting to see who they believed was the most striking man in the Kingdom of Grellis- Keane Clementine, the king’s cousin. In their mind, the king was equally gorgeous as his cousin, but Keane’s attitude hailed him as the most stunning. He was a laid-back and charming person. Similar to the king, the famous knight also had iced-blue eyes but partnered by his silver hair. He was the kind of man no woman could resist.

The three knights were jogging toward Matthew and stopped just in front of him. "Lord Dragunov!" The frontmost knight said in a salute along with the other two. "Yes?" Matthew replied with a tired look. The knights put down their hands to their sides before continuing. "We are knights sent by Lady Whitegate to provide guidance for you toward milady's mansion." "Whitegate, huh?" Matthew looked on the left of their chests, there was an insignia of a pair of crossed feathers below a square arc, on top of a diamond. He didn't know what the Whitegate's insignia was like, but now he does.

Kunal shook his head helplessly and Aadil and Sofia stretched their lips in thin lines. RK narrowed his eyes "Look at yourself, don't know when you will grow up?! Kunal has recruited a boy in the IT department, that boy is the same age as you, that boy is not only good on the computer but he is a scholarship student. That boy is hard working, mature, and sensible. And look at you, you just waste your time eating, flirting with girls, and hanging out with your stupid friends!" RK scolded him, although his voice was low it was filled with coldness.