A Knight Of The Word Novels & Stories

THE KNIGHT winced and for a split second, I regretted saying those harsh words. But I am not going to take them back. This is an emergency. He was a knight, for heaven’s sake. He should know better. Every second that he stops and falter, we could lose a life although that was not a part of Leonel’s teachings. I was taught that if worse comes to worst, I ought to leave by myself and to sacrifice even my own comrades if I must in order to report back and stay alive.

“I was treated the same from my own family except you Master.” Knight’s face got stiff. “I’m sorry to pop your bubble but I am not a good person.” Knight turned towards the fridge and got a water bottle out. “Not to mention that I have been assigned to a firearms dealership. Do you even know how much disaster one firearm can cause.” He mumbled before gulping down half of the water bottle. “Take me with you Master." Knight noticed Kane had turned to face him. "I have gotten really good at physical defences. I want to protect you as your guard.”

As the sun rose, a group of people approached. In their lead was an elderly man wearing a golden robe. He wielded an illuminating two-meter-long sword with mysterious-looking patterns carved on it. Behind the elderly man were eight knights in golden robes. As the elderly man neared, many stood up and gazed at him. He was Koehler Keyes, the leader of the Knights and the wielder of Excalibur, the faith of all knights. He was also ranked second on the Elysian Ranking.

I don't remember seeing him around much often when I was a kid, but on the times he was around, he had been my rock and had always kept me steady. While my father believed a true leader never breaks, my uncle had taught me that it was okay to care about others, even if it means they don't care for you. I believe uncle Jeremy is one of the few reasons I was able to keep my soul intact with my body. Or else, father would have sucked it out of me. The last person on the council is Sir Hunder Bowman, a great knight, otherwise known as the Night Sword. He had been one of the four horsemen of the war and his reputation earned him a great deal of respect and a seat on the council as the ultimate kn

Felicity asked after dinner while she was combing her hair before bed. "You heard about Lord Knight?" "The scary lord who is a cousin of His Majesty?" "Yes. Have you seen him?" "Saw him once while I was in the market. The lord is indeed good looking like the rumors say, but he is nothing like the King. He looked stern and vicious. He looked like a warrior rather than a prince." "Lord Knight gave me a ride under His Majesty's word. He has this dark air and doesn't care about what others would say when he speaks, but I guess he's just being true to himself."

This earned me some uneasy looks, but no one tried to stop me. When I tried to get my personal knight to help me read the words in the books, he ran away like a coward. Of course, he wasn't exactly "running" away. He had to make sure no one tried to approach my room by staying outside. 'You would think a knight who had seen his fair share of blood and gore wouldn't be fazed by childbirth.' 'How am I supposed to read when I don't understand so many of these words?' 'I don't know. Don't ask me.'

He sat on the couch right next to me with both of my hands in his palms. He gently rubbed his thumb on the back of my hand and smiled when he caught me staring at him. Sir William Ryder was the Knight Commander in our kingdom and one of the people the King trusted the most. He just turned 18 yet he was considered one of the noblest men in the kingdom. William lifted my hand and pressed it against his lips, gently made his way to my palm, and kissed his way to my fingers. I just watched him as the fear of the war tomorrow loomed at the back of my head.

Still pinning Raven's wrists on the door, Knight trailed his other hand up and down Raven's back before rubbing on the back of Raven's neck as Raven ground himself into Knight's knee softly with a satisfied moan. "Greedy little wolf," Knight chuckled, his hand trailed down all the way until he reached Raven's rare end, "It's gonna be a problem with your rebel when you join my pack." "Sounds like that's YOUR problem." Raven curved his lips as reached Knight's cock and caressed over its tip teasingly. "Then I better get on with it." Knight backed away his knee and Raven landed on the floor, "Lesson one, little rebel, I always make true of my words."

Cause these days, he was so attached to his daughter so I doubt he'll let her go there Oh by the way, I am Kean Falven. A childhood friend and an aide of his majesty-the emperor. "do i need to repeat my words--" "Your majesty. One of the knights of her highness is here to report" His majesty, wrinkled his forehead as he realize it's not yet the time for her highness's knight to report. "Greetings your majesty. I have something urgent to report. Please allow me to speak" When the knight entered, he immediately kneeled and stated his purpose

“This night have been so special.” “You’re always welcome,” He said. “I’m glad you liked it.” I smiled at him and gave him my purest thanks. I won’t forget this night with him, I felt like I was a princess and he was my knight. My knight in shining suit, that is. “Do you want to head home now?” He said. “It’s about to get late already and you still have work for tomorrow.” “Yes,” I said. “I think that would be the best thing to do right now.”