A Royal Recipe Botw Novels & Stories

*Well, you said it yourself, I didn't force you and you can't take it back* *Of course, I won't take it back* *Good girl* he winked at me but I gagged at him in return. "Thank you, your Majesty" Mom thanked Wymond and reached for the box. "Hm" he replied. Mom opened it and her jaw dropped as she stared astonishing at something inside, I adjusted myself to get a glimpse of it but she pulled it out before I could. "The secret three hundred recipe book?!" mom breath out in a surprised tone. "The secret three hundred recipe book?!" Arthur and I exclaimed loudly.

“In honor of your birthday, I present you with a diamond necklace with a sapphire pendant and a bag of Scarlet Robe Tea. This tea is the rarest tea in the kingdom that nurtures our wolves, making us stronger.” Everyone gasped in surprise, and murmurs instantly broke out. Many of the nobles even stepped forward to take a better look at it.

The whole point was to end the threats constantly looming over us, not add more danger into the mix. It didn’t take long for Liam to settle into his old position. I began gathering what information I could from him on the King, Queen, and advisor council. I was surprised to find out that most of them consumed small doses of wolfsbane. I knew this could be the key to removing the royals. I began gathering what wolfsbane I could and within days I had more than enough to kill two adult wolves. I was wondering how I would administer the poisonous substance when Tristan gave me the brilliant idea of preparing a meal for them.

"I made sure the Council believed you were dead. I gave you suppressants. I gave you a new identity. I made sure you were hidden in plain sight." Wren's hands were shaking. "Why?" "Because you're the last Royal Omega." Marcus's voice was quiet. "And as long as you're alive, the Council can't complete their plan." Wren's heart stopped. "What plan?" Marcus was silent for a long moment. "The Council has been manipulating bloodlines for decades. They've been trying to create a perfect Alpha heir—someone who can control all the bloodlines through the bond. But they need an Omega to complete the bond. An Omega who shares the bloodline. A Royal Omega."

"It is a prince's duty to protect his kingdom... and other kingdoms allied to us as well." Thaddeus studied the young prince for a moment before nodding gravely. "Very well, Prince Antonio," he agreed solemnly, rising slowly from his chair. He collected an old leather-bound book from the shelf beside him and handed it over to Antonio. "This should have the information you seek about Wolf's Bane, Hemlock root, and even Moon's Lily." Antonio took the book, his fingers brushing over the worn leather, before looking up to meet Thaddeus's gaze. "Thank you, Thaddeus." he said, his voice barely above a whisper, filled with gratitude and determination.

Zero directed me to the garden where I could hear the small talks, chitchat and discussions of a garden filled with different sophisticated people. “The Alpha made specific instructions; You are to only eat the foods, fruit or wine brought to you by the maids he had assigned to you. Any form of gesture or kind presents brought by either of your co-wives are not to be taken in.” He emphasized as we approached the large table filled with guests. “Noted.” I nodded without questions. I could have asked but considering the fact that I fell from that ladder, I was sure he knew he couldn't trust those wives of his.

“If she cannot produce an heir soon, her position will be very fragile.” Ava sat frozen as humiliation drained the color from her face. The Queen Consort finally raised her voice. “That is enough. It was merely a misunderstanding. Let the banquet continue.” Servants soon brought in the next course. “A delicacy from the royal forests,” the Queen announced pleasantly. “Please enjoy.” The lids were lifted from bowls of rich venison stew, the heavy aroma of roasted meat and spices filling the hall. The smell reached me instantly. My stomach twisted violently. I covered my mouth and gagged.

Allspice and the juicy lamb exploded in my taste bud. “When you’re done with your adventure, feel free to contact me. I’d love to do it again. Next time, no more tandem.” I smiled. “Thanks for being patient.” “Trust me, Kenny. You are not the worse student I have encountered.” He raised his Pomegranate cocktail. “And if you decide to marry the prince, don’t forget to send me an invitation. I’ll bring the whole camel roast.” My mouth hung opened. Crap. “How did you know?”

'What a pretty woman! Raven agreed. He showed her the rest of the castle. She was impressed by the size of the castle and the many rooms. Then she discovered the large kitchen. She thought it would be great to cook for the brothers. ‘Can you do that?’ asked Wolf, hearing her say it. She laughed out loud. ‘Yes, it hasn't been that long since I didn't know any magic.’ In one of the drawers, she discovered an old recipe booklet with Scottish recipes. ‘Scottish witch beer,’ she read with a laugh, ‘how appropriate. A liter of lager, an egg, seventy-five grams of sugar, and a liter and a half of Scotch Whiskey. ‘

“Take your green and go.” The warlock bowed as the prince stirred, pushing himself up, “Where?” The warlock turned and waved his hand. “Sominatosa minotaurus!” The prince collapsed back to the sand. The warlock smirked as the Master-of-arms scowled, “How much is that going to cost?”