Adventure Time Ice King's Crown Novels & Stories

torchlights bobbing between the thorn breaks. Six banners. Dozens of riders. Priests shivering in gold-threaded cloaks they'd have to burn before the orchard roots would drink their secrets. Elric braced his bow across his knee, stump pressed into the snow to keep from trembling when the hush slipped down his spine. "They don't look like kings." Cassius snorted. "They look like the orchard's next meal." Selena crouched behind the brine pit rim, Kieran's breath warm at her nape when he leaned close enough for the hush to curl around them both. "Do you see him?" he rasped. She did. The new king , pale and wide-eyed, crown stitched into the collar of his cloak instead of resting on his skull.

There were grass all around and in the middle was a walkway made out of what seemed to be ice. He gazed at the iced path in awe. "Wow, is that real ice?" The King glanced at the walkway and nodded. "We have materials that stop the ice from melting. Besides, the North is a cold place. It keeps them in shape." "This is so amazing!" Prince Ron cooed. He ran to the walkway then looked at his beloved excitedly. "Can I walk on it?"

Soon enough, the girl handed the exquisite, fitted silver mermaid dress to her and just as Loki proceeded to walk towards the dressing room, Kylo's words stopped her on her tracks. "I apologize for disappointing you, my lady. However, I've long been in your business since the first time we met. And I don't plan to stop now. I can't, as it is already too late." 'What does he mean by 'he can't'? And how is it too late?' Turning on her heels, Loki stared at this man in wonder, feeling utterly speechless and curious as she watched him smiled back at her. Kylo covered the distance between them and gently nudged her to the dressing room. "Go on, get changed. The chairman is waiting." He smiled at

I announce that Nathan Crowther is being removed from the title of crown prince, now he becomes a traitor, he must be sought and isolated, his name never to be heard again, Thomas Crowther, my second son will inherit the throne when the time is right, and before the entire nation I announce that the winner of the Diamond Crown will be revealed. - Celine moves in the row next to her father, he is the richest noble after the king, he probably believes he will receive the title, I show a scathing smile on my lips, as soon as the news is given she will be in shock. Now it's silence that fills the hall as the king pauses to wipe tears from his eyes that I know are fake. He pretends to be sad for

"Every time the villagers put an instrument in your hands. You light up like the North Star. It's a nice change." Eden's brows rose in surprise. Violet gulped, realizing what had just escaped her lips. She couldn't find a single thing to say. Utter silence gripped the carriage. Eden cleared his throat. "You're right." "I am?" Eden touched his crown. "I've worn this since I was twelve. And I've managed to hold onto it through the manipulation and disloyalty of several advisors and one uncle. Being king affords me many luxuries, but it offers no chance of escape."

After that they have a done a coronation ceremony for ROSY and she became the queen of the elves she invited all the tribes and she gives the order to eliminate all the heights elves because they are traitors. She headed with AHMET down stairs into the basement she founded the Legend ice bow his real name is the frozen heart. And she gives the box to AHMET he opened the two boxes the one he got in dryad kingdom and the elves box he founded two books and twi bracelets and a white feather. He approached the first bracelet to his bracelet then its absorbed like in the north tower. He did this with the second bracelet also, the bracelet changed color and become black with some carving in gold co

It was tempting, the stone, I could already hear its raspy voice in my head, begging me to use it, to explore its cloudy ivory depths, make my wolf stronger than it already was. “Alright. Let's go see what the light elders want.” I harped quietly, placing the gold crown I had been holding deftly on my head and straightening my shoulders before striding out of the room, not turning to look behind me when the foot falls of what sounded like a dozen guards filled the air as they marched along me...the king of the three cities. “What's going on?” Igor’s waspish voice breathed and I turned my head to see the man dressed in a gold suit jogging to keep up with my long strides and choosing not to sl

After a few turns, they lost sight of her. The Earl's eyes were murderous as he looked back at the guards. "If I don't find her in the palace when we reach there, you two are dead meat." He didn't know where else she could go. ---- The King of the Icelands, William Icefall, rested his chin on his hands and watched the birds searching for food in between the hydrangea bushes. They chirped happily and hopped here and there, hitting the ground with their sharp beaks. If his only worry would be where to get food and build a warm nest, the King would also be happy. Unfortunately, life wasn't so simple.

Emery simply flashed a smile before opening the sliding door and letting herself inside. "Have I not told you to..." The king stopped midway upon raising his gaze on his persistent visitor. "What is it this time?" Emery walked forward and laid the hairpin in front of him. "I remember not giving you this hairpin. Who gave it to you?" the king asked. Though, he thought that it looked really familiar and as far as he could remember, this kind of hairpin was not supposed to be in the queen’s possession. The blue phoenix whose wings were spread out at the end of the hairpin made him think that he had seen it before.

“A man in silver. She said he’s coming. She said he’ll take Elora first.” My blood turned to ice. "A man in silver?” I repeated. Milo nodded. “With eyes like broken mirrors. And a crown of frost.” Ruby swore loudly. “Oh no. No, no, NO—he can’t be awake already—”Lucien grabbed Milo’s shoulders. “Did she say his name?” Milo hesitated.Then whispered: “The Frostbound King.” The wind howled like it was screaming the name with him. Lucien staggered back a step, horror spreading across his face. “Impossible. He can’t break the seal unless—”