Arthur's Grave Novels & Stories

"Use them if you have to, but remember, our goal is escape, not fighting." "Arthur," I said suddenly, the name bursting out before I could stop it. "What about Arthur? We can't leave him." Thomas's expression went dark. "Aurora, I need to tell you something." My heart stopped. "What?" "Arthur is dead." The room tilted around me, and I would have fallen if Thomas hadn't caught me. "No," I whispered. "That's not possible." "Dean executed him this morning. Made an example of him in front of his remaining prisoners."

When Arthur didn’t respond, she added, “One way or another, I will find it out. I can go there myself.” “I won’t let you,” Arthur muttered angrily. And at this Mila laughed. “Fine, you can make me unconscious, force me to sleep and you can go, I know!” Arthur spoke angrily. “But you would not go, for my sake.” “What is there?” Mila asked worriedly. Arthur exhaled heavily, then spoke, “Dead bodies…” Mila’s eyes widened at these words, but then Arthur added, “Half eaten, chewed up, rotting, dead bodies. At least twenty of them, piled on one on top of another.”

I await you at 'The Thorne Heart'. Liora looked at Mavric. Mavric looked at Liora. "Mav... he said he is Arthur Thorne? But Arthur died ten years ago!" Liora whispered. "Or that's what he wants us to believe," Mavric clenched his fist. "We have to go there, Liora." END OF CHAPTER 92..

''Yes i will '' replied she . Ten years have passed after their agreement . Today is Arthur's Eighteenth birthday . August has died the previous year on his birthday . on his deathbed he said to Arthur '' make my research sucessful find the philosophers stone , the elixir of life you have to please '' those were his last words to him . ''I will propose to Layla today '' saying this Arthur was walking towards the flower shop . After looking for a while he bought a boquet of forget me nots along with red tulips and roses .

Seeing his reaction, the guards moved two steps back. "What did you just say?" The Duke replied, showing he just got the shock of his life. "Arthur is dead." One of the guards said. "His body was found near the old construction building. It had stabs of different forms and the knife looked like the one a noble man would have." The guard decided to give him more information because it was obvious the Duke was lost. Seeing the change in his master's countenance, Mr Brown went close to him. "His Grace, is everything okay?" He asked, looking at the guards too. His brows titling and making little gestures with his fingers, giving signs of questioning the guards.

"I told you this place is cursed and scarcely any people came. Whoever came they come under greed but cannot return with their lives" Arthur said and synchronously looked closely at the skeleton lying in front of him, the skeleton was old, and it had a wooden garland in its hand with many symbols on it. He couldn't see clearly because of the mud.

His fists were clenched, as if he was ready to kill. Arthur said nothing for a while. Suddenly, he seemed to stumble, and his knees buckled. He almost fell to the ground, but Kendrick reached out to steady him. "W-What… what did you… say just now?" Arthur asked urgently. His lips were trembling, and his breathing was short and labored. He grabbed hold of Kendrick's neck, and there was a wild expression of anxiety on his face. Kendrick laughed disdainfully. "I received the news. Someone must have opened the family mausoleum, and the objects inside are now on the market," he said forcefully in a low voice.

CHAPTER 8 The Son Who Forgot His Mother’s Voice POV: Elara The triumph from the boardroom felt like a cold, thin sheet of ice. It looked solid, but I was falling through it. I walked toward the family wing, my lungs rattling with every step. I didn't need a boardroom to feel powerful; I needed my son to look at me without that glint of predatory judgment. I found Arlo in the library, surrounded by old pack scrolls. He was trying to read the ancient Runes, his small brow furrowed in frustration.

As soon as he finished speaking, Arthur's body glowed, and in less than five seconds, he was swallowed by the electric current; all that was left was a pile of ashes. Not only me but everyone couldn't hold back their tears. Although no one told anyone, we remained silent and paid particular respect to Arthur, who is a true hero that will always be in our hearts forever. “I will not let your sacrifice go to waste; thank you very much, great warrior Arthur.” I looked up and said firmly. "Everyone, let's break the door and get out."

This world was clearly more dangerous than he thought. “This world isn’t simple at all,” Hildegarde who was engrossed in the story stated, and Mane nodded his head in agreement. He had already readjusted his evaluation of this world. Yet the knowledge that there were stronger beings out there didn’t discourage him. He was excited! “Arthur was killed by a mysterious organisation. Apparently his talent terrified them, and he was killed. Yet Lam has taken the New Type Potion more times than his father. He just didn’t know that he had taken them.”