A Knights Tale Game Novels & Stories

They should have offered me a chair if they would question me for a long time. “Sister Mathilda, you are aware why you are here, correct?” The knight next to their sovereign asked. I remembered him, he was the arbiter on Gabriel and Felix’s match. I replied politely, “Yes, sir.” “Can you narrate what happened that night?” And then I did for the second time, but I left out the part where I played hero with my sisters and made sure that I rendered Philip solely as the evil. After my spot-on and dramatic narration, the war between me and the knights finally started.

I sent a mindlink to Bradley and the triplets, asking if it was okay I divulged some of our secrets in order to help her understand that I didn’t WANT to reject her, that I felt the NEED to reject her so she could have someone who would only think of her first. With their approval, I asked “Cailee, have you heard of the Knights League?” seeing her eyes widen with shock and recognition. “I am a Guardian Knight; I vowed to protect Ellie with my life no matter what. I can’t fully be your mate and do that at the same time,” I said sadly, hating to hear the words coming out of my mouth as if they somehow made the hurt more real.

(Flashback) Three years ago In the kingdom of Grellis, there were three realms- The Great Palace, the noble's region, and the commoner's district. Keane was a famous knight among nobles. Aside from his lineage, he has an outstanding talent and looks. He's the adoration of many noblewomen

Elena's POV When I woke up again, my hands were tied behind my back, and I had been thrown onto the floor. Across from me stood Lorenzo and Sofia, their expressions calm. My eyes reddened, and I shot them a confused look. "Lorenzo, why am I here?" "Sofia wants an authentic Monelle painting, and only the collector Vito Abela has it. He said he would trade it for you," Lorenzo explained. The dim light cast a cold sheen over Lorenzo's refined features. He simply looked at me as if I were a commodity to be traded.

Kael and the grand knight were in the center and the other seven knights surrounded them as they travelled on their horses. I can’t fight them but I just need to distract them only if I have my sword with me. Using just magic is not enough to distract them. Kael thought as he looked at the pine trees covered in snow they pass through. He turned to the Grand Knight’s back and looked down to his elegant sword. An enchanted sword, huh? There’s clearly no chance of fighting them. “So, you’re Kael? The son of king Kaelas?” Grand Knight Bryle said smiling. “I never thought you’re alive.” Kael remained quiet after what the knight said.

Shiela, understanding the situation, coughed twice and gave Sir Kian a look that he shouldn't read anything to it because it was impossible, given their lady's dense nature. "A-ah, thank you My Lady! I will definitely treasure this!" "Glad that you liked it, hehe. Ah, Sir Kian, can you call all the servants of Rose palace to come here? I also have something for them." Sir Kian became gloomy while a smirk escaped Shiela's lips. "I told you, it would be impossible." She whispered. In Arcland, giving tassels to knights means that you want them to be safe and that you are interested in them romantically. That's why Sir Kian turned red after seeing the tassels sitting inside a delicate looking bo

“You can have whatever nickname you want. But just know, once we start playing, it’s war.” She wiggled her eyebrows. “Bring it on, Knight Boy.” I burst out laughing. “Knight Boy? That’s the best you could come up with?” “It’s better than Pawn Guy.” “Okay, fair.” *** Lia ended up being better at this game than I thought she was. I did win the first game, but lost the second, and then came the third, which was a tie. It was shocking because Lia had implied that she didn’t know much about it.

I suddenly heard a knock on the door. “Come in!” I said at once, and the door opened, revealing the head of warriors. He walked hurriedly towards me and bowed to greet me. “Good day, King.” He said as he bowed. I stared at him momentarily before asking. “What is the status?” I asked, gesturing with my hand. “We are ready. We are just waiting for darkness so that we can set out.” He said hurriedly, making me smirk slightly. I heaved a sigh as I turned around and walked to the closet to pick up my clothes.

Dressed and revived, I pass the corridors of the dormitory. Bare walls, a clean place, with a red Capet. As it has been even before I was in this world. I climb the stairs that lead to the great tower in the middle of this magnificent fortress. My arrival is already expected by many who greet me along the way. At the top of the stairs, I am welcome with the view of Camelot's treasure room. They were not large amounts of gold or jewelry, but armors of good kings and generals, swords forged by master craftsmen. Most importantly, the first version of the codebook of the knights of Castela. The true core and ruler of our nation. Next to it is the large door of the royal library, decorated with s

A silly little game, that is all it was supposed to be but it turned to so much more. It was four years ago and I was fourteen. It was my brother's going away party. At sixteen male werewolves go to academy to serve in the military and prepare for their adult roles in the pack. My brother Bo and his best friend Drake were leaving the next day. The adults had already called it a night and the teenagers had somehow ended up in the basement playing truth or dare, typical dumb kid stuff. When it came to Drake's turn, he was challenged to draw a name from a cup and go play seven minutes in heaven with them. He drew my name. I had always had a crush on Drake and this was my chance. He was gorgeous