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" My cock twitches in my pants as the sound of my name leaves her lips and we eat our breakfast and are chatting when Beta Kirk sits next to me. "Good morning my King," he bows, then looks at Ashley, "Lady Ashley nice to see you this morning, are you finding the castle to your liking?" I arch a brow at him and wait for Ashley response, "yes, thank you Royal Beta Kirk , it's beautiful, I've never seen anything like it, but I've only seen some of it," she giggles, "I won't go off on my own, I'll get lost in a heartbeat."

Old enough to become a Master but instead of ruling a kingdom for himself, he rather liked it to serve under the Beast Lord of the Southern Shifter Faction. Athena sighed, "Tell him, I'll be there in a second." "Yes, consort." When Robert left, Agatha and Aria, the maids who were ordered to serve her, left with him after fussing over her look one more time and only Athena was left inside the room. She walked to the bed and bent forward, she took a leather bag under the bed and opened it. A silver light flashed and revealed several daggers inside the bag. There were also guns inside filled with silver bullets.

Asgar said while smiling victoriously. “I will do everything you want. Just stop this war, Asgar!” Victoria said, begging. Asgar grinned. “You already know what I want, Victoria. Did I tell you that before, didn’t I? My father will transfer the throne to me and I will be the King of Black Wizards. And I want you to be my Queen, my Victoria.” Victoria looked stunned and gulped. “Alright... I accept your condition, Asgar. For the sake of my kingdom, I will do everything you want. I will marry you even if it is against my will.” Victoria said, and Asgar wore a victorious smile.

Then slowly a man with the air of a mighty wind stepped in Two guards blew their trumpets loud enough for everyone to hear. "His royal majesty, the mighty lion, lord of the seas and the forest. Ruler of the imperial kingdom of Decreash, Regaleon Von Clegane! A guard shrilled in a high-pitched voice. The congregation in the hallway languidly rose to their feet. So did the queens seated at the upper deck of the hall. Ragaleon slowly made his way in, accompanied by his hand, Brandon, and his personal knight.

That one step felt like a blade cutting through me. He tried to speak again, but a guard appeared in the doorway. “Your Highness,” the guard said, gasping. “There’s a problem. With the press.” Adrian froze. “What now?” The guard gave me a tablet. “Sir, you need to see this.” I opened it. My breath stopped. A newspaper title blazed across the screen: “PRINCE ADRIAN AVOIDING WOMEN UNFIT FOR MARRIAGE?”

A girl around my age said standing beside the queen. I smiled back with a smile. "I'm Ashley, Henry's sister" she Introduced. The resemblance was uncanny, "Why don't you let me show her around?" She offers. Henry narrowed his stare at her, "She's not to be stressed, Ash--" She cuts off, "Come on brother, I can handle her. I promise to bring her home safely in one piece so chill out and trust me." I felt stuck in the middle. The warm stare the queen had on me made me feel a bit uneasy but it didn't make her as much uncomfortable.

Clearly, though, there was a whole lot about royalty that she'd yet to learn. “I'm a little confused,” she said. “Why doesn't anyone say anything?” “She is usually more discrete, so not many know.” Winston smiled again and placed a hand onto her shoulder. “But all you need to know is that loose lips sink ships, and it would be wise of you not to repeat to anyone what you saw going on upstairs. Especially to anybody in the public. She is a powerful woman, and I'm afraid you would be an easy target for her to destroy to save her reputation.”

She could clearly see the effort that was put into making sure their needs were met, and she was grateful for that. "You said he had yellow hair, right?" Rosa suddenly questioned. "Yes. And blue eyes." Kahn answered, glancing at the book his sister was perusing. The book had the huge words, 'THE ASGARDIANS' on its spine and title cover. He leaned over to see what she was looking at. On the page Rosa was holding up, there was an image of a man. An image that was clearly put together by a Master Artist. The man on the page had a huge smile on his face, yet the aura that the simple picture exuded was suffocating. Beads of sweat formed on Kahn's face as he strained to see the man's image in its

Logan Nielsen "Did someone recognise you?" My father asked. "No, I will be fine here." I said as I sat down on the sofa. "Very well, I'll contact you again later. Take care of yourself, son." My fa5her ended the call. My father is the King of Denmark, Valentino Nielsen. I'm Logan Christopher Nielsen, the Prince of Denmark. As much as I love being in the palace, I have to get put of it. Why? There's been a lot of scandals surrounding me lately but all of them are not true so to slowly due them down, I have to go to London to continue my school here.