Azur Lane Queen Elizabeth Mga Nobela at Kwento

The floor glistened like it had just been waxed, and the pillars glittered as if they were made of solid gold. Queen Elizabeth stood at the other end of the hall with a soft smile on her face. It was as if she had been expecting Mary and her friends. She wore a light blue dress that had a large gown spreading out from her waist to the ground; her hair was tied in a bun; and she wore light makeup. The guard led Mary and her friends through the hall until they were in front of Queen Elizabeth. Mary, Melody, and Clarabelle bowed to her. “Good morning, your Majesty,” Mary said with a smile.

It was bearing the royal emblem. From all I have seen so far, the pack was beautiful. More beautiful than my old pack and I was also sure that it was ten times bigger than my old pack, which was big. “Stop here” Azalea hit the carriage when we got to a place that held a big market. The leader came to open the carriage door, “any problem, Queen Luna?” "We are coming down here”. Azalea said as she moved to leave the carriage. The leader started to protest, but I was sure Azalea must have glared at him because he slammed his mouth shut and held out a hand to help her down. I quickly followed.

She was Elinor Pendragon, the fiancé of the late crown prince and the one next in line for the throne. It was set in stone for her to have a bloodied path and she didn’t wish for Azeph to walk it down with her. Not after the assassination attempt that made it really clear that she was not safe. She could never be safe, not even if she became queen. That was the life of people in the royal family. This is what it means to carry the royal bloodline within you. Azeph pulled back his hand on her cheeks. “Would you like to watch the sunset with me?” He asked and she nodded,

She looked like an untouchable god of war. "Walk with me," Zara commanded flawlessly. She didn't retreat. She walked directly down the center aisle of the ballroom. The sea of New York elites physically parted, completely terrified by the sheer, crushing gravity of her presence. Lucian followed a half-step behind her, a towering, monolithic shield of pure, unadulterated violence. The contrast was breathtaking, the apocalyptic monster holding sleeping babies, completely subservient to the flawless Queen in the midnight blue gown.

Long shiny silver hair, intimidating violet eyes, strong body build with an aura so fierce, it ignited fear in people's hearts at first glance. Berthiel on the other hand, got his looks from his mother. Shoulder length silver hair, threaded with beautiful colourful flowers, kind violet eyes with a smile that was cheerful and warm. She was glowing like the sun and her aura was gentle. They were looking so magnificent and beautiful that Ron was just stunned. He then recognised the Queen. That was the present Queen Mother! How could she still be alive?! This was thousands of years ago! Then he started to freak. If Zedekiel was 94 here, then how old was he in the present time???

I raised a brow and she shrugged. “His Majesty has appointed me as your personal guard for today,” she whispered but her revelation was not as shocking as the woman smirking at me from the seat which should have been empty. “We greet Your Majesty the Luna Queen.” Only one woman gave a perfect bow as I took my seat. I saw Eliza in her mother – they looked like sisters!

Queen Esteria's presence commanded respect and admiration, her elegance and poise leaving an indelible impression on all who witnessed her approach. Queen Esteria von Ashbury strode down the aisle with an air of undeniable majesty. Her raven-black hair cascaded in lustrous waves, perfectly complementing her deep emerald gown. As she moved gracefully forward, her hazel eyes, warm yet commanding, took in the sea of faces turned toward her with admiration.

Zora held it out to me, "this belongs to you." I gingerly held the book between my fingers in fear it would disintegrate to ash if I was too rough. The leather on this book had been embroidered with purple thread—the image of a howling wolf's head being formed. If I listened closely enough, I could make out faint whispers coming from the book—a cacophony of different sounds urging me to do one thing: open the book. "The wings called to him the way the wolf calls to you," Zora explained. She moved to exit the room with one last statement, "Only one person would make a better queen than you and when it comes time for them to rule, you will be proud."

With a sigh, she picked up the newspaper that lay on the bedside table and read through it for the tenth time that morning; ‘THE LYCAN DAILY, EXCLUSIVE!!! The royal couple were spotted at the Seabrook Mall last night and as it turns out, The Luna Queen had her pre-heat. Does this mean there will soon be a royal pup? Page 4’ Of course this had made the headlines of all newspapers and tabloids as it was the first thing on all papers and gadgets so she had a constant reminder that she had her pre-heat in a public place and all the men had become rogue, not to miss out, she had acted like a horny bitch.

I held his eyes as I walked down to him. I curtsied before him and he stood up and took my hands. He helped me to my throne beside his. The crowd stood up and everybody began to mingle. "You look breathtaking" I blushed at him. "You don't look bad yourself" A small group of people came up to us and bowed. "I'm Galen, sub alpha of the south. We pledge our allegiance to King Alcius and Queen Esmeralda" "Rise" I smiled at them and they left. The next group came and bowed.