Aemond Aegon Mga Nobela at Kwento

I greet him nicely. He lifted his head and look me in the eye “oh, yes, I am from group 5 as well, waiting for the others. May I know your name? I think it’s raining heavily there in their places” he looked up to see the sky tonight. The beginning of a new year is still in a rainy season and it’s hard to predict the weather.

This was it. “What’s the plan?” I asked. “I want my father out tonight, Sebastian,” Aemond insisted. “And I want him breathing.” Sebastian’s lip curled in amusement. “Then pray for a miracle.” Still, he strapped four guns to his belt—he didn’t plan to reload. He didn’t plan to miss. “I’ll get your father out. While I’m doing that, I need you to make a scene.” My eyes caught a familiar black car parked near the entrance. It bore the crest of the Hail family.

He demanded of both parents. “What has come over you,or perhaps you've been over imbibing too much in mead?” He asked. I gave a soft gasp, realizing that he must be extremely angry, because Aegon (or at least the Aegon I used to know) loved his parents to the moon and back, and no matter how angry he was or how angry they made him themselves, he would never dream of raising his voice at them, not talk of insulting them like he just did.

Everywhere I turned I was compared to her from his family, to the press and even the public. I stood up when Aemond Alistar walked down the stairs, looking as majestic as ever. He was almost like the exact image of Axel, just like he was the older version. He had streaks of gray hair scattered all over his black hair, his eyes were the exact blue color with Axel. They were the same people but the older version. He was a very powerful old man, even as he grew older, he still carried that grit and he was well respected. He walked with so much aura oozing out of him.

“He’s just trying to help. Besides, I never said I trusted him, I was just saying that he wants to help out and so do I. So if I can work with him.to get rid of a common enemy, why not?.” I didn't care about anything else. “Make sure you don't regret this because if you do, there will be consequences to bear. Aemond is now a newcomer. He knows very well what he's doing. He didn't amass all this wealth and power by being nice and generous. The boy is not wrong for keeping a close eye on his father. He is the one who would know him best. After all, like father, like son.” Who the hell was this?

he greeted, tipping his head slightly. I merely stared at him as he moved closer, running his fingers through his hair and smoothing a hand down his wrinkled shirt. The actions only made things worse. “You’re late,” I stated flatly when he came to a halt before me. Aemond nodded hard. “Yes. That is because… I’m drunk.” The men erupted. Even I bit back a smirk. “I don't believe you are,” I replied. “You don't look drunk, and you certainly don't smell like it.”

he dropped his hands and tried to get up. "On your knees!" Vini shouted, and I gestured for him to calm down. "Do you know who I am?" I asked. The man looked familiar, like I had seen him somewhere, although I couldn't place him. "Of course, I know who you are. You are Dominic Montego, the Don of the Montego empire." "And you are?" Clearly, the man knew all about me while I knew nothing about him. His knowledge of me had me curious. "I didn't know that my fame had reached far and wide." I looked around the deserted landscape.

But I knew I was capable, and I was among the summoned elites who had the opportunity to participate in the Trails. Aego was also excited. He was my best friend. Son and heir to the realm's wealthiest fae family. He was intelligent, resourceful, and possessed a level of magic that left many dumbfounded. His magic came entirely from the enchanted forest; he didn't have any forbidden magic tendency within him, and that made him an ideal candidate.

Mane and the others were disgusted by what they were witnessing in the carriage. They knew of Aegeus. Generally, a character like him whose family only owned an earldom in the kingdom of Neces, would warrant no attention from them. Abelard was a prince of an empire, one that the kingdom of Neces paid tribute to. The twins had a grand duke of an empire as a father. As for Mane, the others were not sure of his background, but they knew it completely trumped theirs. So naturally, they would have disregarded such a minor character. But this arrogant kid was different.

I knew that only the Alpha blooded have red eyes, even in human form. Power oozed off him, making even Gideon move to the back of my mind. I bared my neck in respect, something I didn’t believe I would ever do. A laugh echoed through the room. “The god of war, bowing to a red wolf. Who would have thought.” A polite smile formed on my lips before I met the gaze of Andre. “I know you already met my father, Andre.” “Then you must be Aegon,” I said. He nodded before he gestured for me to take a seat. I did as he wanted, while my mind wandered about the fact that Andre doesn’t have red eyes.