A Royal Recipe Botw Novels & Stories

Queenie was a little hesitant. The man was calm. Queenie was sure all he said was true. All the white hair and wrinkles on his face showed that the man had entered his old age. “The King is on a mission to strengthen the royal army. By asking me to make a potion that can heal wounds quickly. Since the Bright River Kingdom is great, many people are eyeing our kingdom as its target. The potion would make a soldier’s wounds heal immediately. As soon as he is ready to go back to war.”

King of the kingdom of Lamris Name: Regrd Fallmoer Race: Human Age : 26 years Magic Energy : 914 Physical Strength : 640 Speed : 1 ms "Just a moment, please take care of Aldo, you already know that the prince is allergic to cow's milk, I have prepared a potion on the table so you can breastfeed. Make sure to drink the potion twice a day after and before going to bed!" "Okay madam, I will take care of the prince as best I can," said a maid who immediately picked me up.

"There is a whole jar of dried frost-root in the medicine chest Yi Zhou just opened." "Read the bottom," I said, my voice dropping as I pointed to the final paragraph written in red ink. "The royal wolfsbane strain is bound to the alpha bloodline," the text read. "If an alpha wolf attempts to boil or heat this counter-agent, their raw animal energy will break the delicate properties of the frost-root, rendering it useless. The brew requires a human catalyst. It must be prepared by human hands, using human blood as the stabilizing agent, to allow the frost-root to bind with the poisoned royal blood without destroying it."

“Very well then, I will be taking my leave now” The head eunuch said bowing. I walked to my father after I made sure the head eunuch had left. “Long live the king” I said bowing my head. “How excited are you to meet your new bride?” King Alaric asked, expecting a positive answer. “Just as you said, I have high hopes to seeing her father” “That's my son, I'm glad you are. You know that is how I met your Mother, she was the most ravishing human I have ever laid my eyes on”

He was trembling, and the tremors ran through his whole body in waves. I carried him to the bed and laid him down, then I went to the door and opened it. The guards outside straightened immediately. “Send for the Royal Healer,” I said. “Now... and send word to the kitchens. The Consort will have broth, and bread, and the red tonic from the southern vault. Every meal. No exceptions.” One of them hesitated. “Your Grace, the southern tonic is...” “I don’t care what it costs,” I said. “Bring it.”

Mercy tells me which territory each Royal is from. When we make it to the table, the first Royal introduces himself, "Welcome to the Mate Gala. I am Tribrid King Coolidge, and this is Tribrid Queen Olivia. May I get your full name?" "Hazel Grace Jones. It's an honor to meet you both." King Coolidge writes my name on the top of peach-colored parchment paper. His handwriting is stylish and classic. "Likewise. We hope you have a wonderful time tonight." Queen Olivia slides the paper to the next Royal after she writes on it below my name and gives me a warm smile.

Lily didn't understand why the two of them were laughing, but feeling like she was being tricked, she turned around angrily and walked forward. Elias called out, "I'm not fooling you. Actually, it's not the yellow flowers, but in this forest, there are some insects that specialize in eating raw meat. It's hidden under big flowers, not tiny flowers like that." Elias laughed again, and Venn laughed with his master's cheerfulness. Amity watched the prince's figure from afar. It's really been a long time since the prince had such a happy moment. The grip of the throne, the hostility of Prince Douglas, made the prince's heart harden, gradually forgetting this simple and ordinary joy.

I will gladly take some time to myself to think before I have to deal with him some more. Cook is already in the kitchen preparing some oatmeal for all of us workers. When I enter the kitchen she shakes her head sadly at me before motioning to a bowl of oatmeal that is loaded up with fruits. That cannot be for me though. I eat the same thing as everyone else so it must be for the Prince. "The Prince is still sleeping. I would rather not wake him for a bowl of oatmeal." I tell her. "That bowl is for you. We were told last night to make sure that you were fed better. He feels as if you have lost too much weight since the last time he stopped in." She informs me.

Imagine his surprise seeing the vampire king holding a ladle as he went through an old cookbook in his hand. Luveas glanced at the stupefied secretary. “Ah, Tobeyaz,” he exclaimed. “Glad you came. Hurry here and help me read these writings.” Tobeyaz went over, puzzled and took the cookbook from the king’s hand. “What is all this about, Your Majesty?” he asked. "Just read it for me, will you?" Tobeyaz said nothing to reply but he read the writings aloud. As he read them line by line, his brows knitted. The book was all about cooking meals that were eaten by humans.

"My son trusts me; I shouldn't have to give him a reason." "If my mom asked me to drain some of my blood into a bowl, I'd probably call her insane and go find a guard to lock her up." I roll my eyes. "You would not. You love your mother too much to do something like that." "Okay fine, maybe you're right." "I'm the queen, I'm always right," I smirk. She laughs a little. "That's probably true too. So after we get the blood what do we do?" "The shadow master gave me a spell. I have to use it to summons the shadows—"