Air To The Throne Novels & Stories

Chapter 165 The Empty Throne Kael stared at the throne. It stood alone in a vast chamber of darkness. No walls. No ceiling. No floor. Only the throne. Auren held Kael's hand. “Daddy…” Kael looked at him. “Yeah?” “Why is there a throne here?” Kael slowly stepped forward. “I don't know.” The words above it continued glowing. CHOOSE YOUR KING. Selene appeared behind them. Her expression immediately changed. “Don't.”

Their souls have been fighting through each generation to find their way back to each other, it had finally happened for them. I also know it is a contributing factor in the closeness Ariana and I feel. She whispers "Do I really have to take the throne? I don't want it! Can't we give it away?" And I chuckle "Baby, you are stressing yourself out over something that will not happen for many years." We won't take the throne until our child can take Alpha here, okay? We will take as much time as we need to prepare. Your father is still young enough to hold the crown for quite awhile!"

The maid quarters were a beautiful representation of the kingdom of Ghandor. In the early morning, a cold air blew back and forth, causing shivers. Multiple groups of men practice swordplay, as usual, with distant metal striking metal. He remembered the maidens and the over ten contenders who are getting ready for the second round, battling for His affection. Prince Kohl reached out of his bed, glanced out the window, and heard a silent whisper, a voice echoing,'she is the queen of the iron throne'. He looked around his bedroom and wondered whether he was having a hallucination. 'No, this is real,' he exclaimed.

I am utterly in awe of the beautiful creature in front of me. “Our mate.” Rohan mutters dreamily. “Our queen.” I agree.

My life was calm and carefree. But Vragenn was not inclined towards peace and balance. At the age of eighteen, the white-haired teenager told his father that he wanted the crown and the throne. The father couldn't believe his ears. The brother was raised as a future king, but no one thought that an insensitive, cold and calculating animal was hidden in him. When the father tried to explain to Vragenn that his time had not yet come, he silently turned around and left. An hour later, a messenger pale as marble arrived to us with the news that Ruler Airdville had been killed. My parents, and I with them, rushed to the royal castle. A terrible picture awaited us there: the torn, drained corpse o

Him dying in peace and going to hell that befits him pays off that him been stabbed and stoned to death on the very spot of his sickbed where he lies. "D, once we are able to urge them to go back to their respective homes and leave the fight for another day, we should go help Mother to pack the luggages back to our new home. They can have the throne since lastest tonight, Father will be gone."I quickly quipped and he nodded in understanding. Snapping my head to face the uproar, I was alarmed when I almost slammed my face into one of them bulky chest. Crap, thank my luck. "Get away from the door kids! We are here to see the most worstest and cruel Alpha we have ever let on the throne."One fro

They followed the knights, and a few minutes later, they entered a room. A wide room greeted them. The throne room. They saw a man with a crown on his head at the center, who looked to be in his 40s. The man is the King of the Aero Kingdom. Beside the King are the Queen and a beautiful maiden with a princess tiara on top of her head. The princess’ beauty is magnificent. Their dresses differ from all the people of the Aero Kingdom. The King has a yellow and red layered dress, while the Queen wears a red and white elegant dress, and the princess wears a blue and white stunning dress, matching her porcelain complexion. Joaquin and Bryle paid their respects to the royalty.

In the Ice Castle of Ayruzglow, The queen of white was seated majestically on the throne of sapphire coloured freshly emitted precious crystals from the sacred volcano. The sapphire throne looked crystal clear, decorated with dragon scales. The throne almost looked like the queen was seated on the sapphire coloured crystal dragon with the emergence of the four horns of the dragon skull. The entire throne room was built with ice bars and crystal stones and the White Queen was wrapped up in many layers of white dress to cover her skin against the cold.

And if, it was any other God, they would take it for treason which it is, but as it is, my flawed nature allows me to joke even at wrong moments, which baffles me, because at this point, anyone could have killed king Orrin. And all that we know, we can't do anything about it yet, until the end of the competition of Gods, to attain a new king to the throne. Such a competition that hasn't been held in the last thousand years. And such a competition which will begin from the 3rd day after king Orrin 's ceremonial burial. "Alec," My head snaps away from my journal to the voice calling my name. Odell stands at the open door, with two hands into the white suit trouser he is wearing.

“I get what you mean, and I know that you aren’t just like the rest of the mortals in this world. It’s just that it’s not that hard to think that it is kind of a commo thing for someone to feel envious of Edwards status.” Aira defended, while sipping her cup of tea and pouring another one on Nate’s cup. “Besides he is a royal blood from another country.” The façade and identity that one of the embodiments owns. A lie that everyone believes, a mask with its perfection that one those who are grace by the Supreme One to know the difference from the other will be aware of it. And among those few, Aira has the particular eyes for that. “A royal Prince though and through. Just who wouldn’t be envi