Balekin The Cruel Prince の小説・ストーリー

Him. Elara crawled to a small hollow at the base of a rock, tucking herself into its shadows. She pressed her palms to the ground, letting her magic sink into the earth. Her heartbeat slowed, but the memory of his crimson gaze refused to leave her mind. The Dark Prince—Kael—was real. He wasn’t a threat from a storybook or a nightmare. He had found her.

"And anyone who moves toward this stage will answer to the Royal House of Mecklenburg." Vance froze, his foot hovering over the first step. His face drained of color as he felt the sheer, crushing power radiating from the man holding his consort. "You... you're a traveler. A stray." "I am the Crown Prince of the Lycan Kingdom," Menelik corrected, the blade drawing a single, tiny bead of dark, sluggish blood from Zebub’s neck. "And I am here to ensure that the truth is heard before any more blood is wasted on lies."

My hand clenched into a fist. Malachai’s lips curled into a cruel smile. “So, you still think you can lead… still think you can protect. And yet here you are, chained like a pup.” I swallowed hard, fear and anger twisting into a knot in my stomach. “I’m not the same boy you threw away,” I said, voice trembling but firm. “I am Kaelen. Alpha of Velkorin. And I will not be intimidated by you.” His laughter echoed through the hall, cold and mocking. “Kaelen, Kaelen… so brave, so foolish. Do you even understand the blood you carry? Or has the curse your mother left you made you stupid?”

He was a king, and his pride would not let him. "The ceremony is over." He then declared to the remaining guests who stood up to leave. Hours passed, and neither Raziel nor the knights and soldiers sent to look for him were back. The king was angry, and no one in the castle dared to misbehave. Raziel has given him yet another enemy. The king of Baelington didn't say anything about starting a war, but he knew better. The king's pride was hurt by the prince's embarrassment. He was also angry about his daughter's maltreatment.

However, fate had a different plan in store for her. As the dreaded lycan prince, Adrian Caleb, arrived at the pack estate, Alessia's life took an unexpected turn. Adrian was captivated by her beauty and spirit, and he took her away from the pack to be his personal maid and live with him. Alessia, although initially hesitant, found solace in Adrian's presence. With time, their bond deepened, and Adrian realized that Alessia was the girl he had been waiting for to assume the throne as the Alpha King.

The guards did not recognize the princess when they saw her. They just saw another Naga trying to retaliate against the king. “Let’s kill her and bring her head to the king” one guard suggested. “If you want your head to decorate the king’s lair then you can go ahead and kill her.” King Caleb was ruthless and enjoys killing his enemies with his own bare hands. Killing this Naga woman and denying the king the pleasure would be a mistake.

Careena began speaking fiercely to Darun who nodded and behaved like he was listening intently to her words while doing his best to zone her out. “Do you think the princes of the Blodinek Kingdom are lying in their beds at this hour of the day? No, they work their ass in training. Kal, the crown prince defeated Sir Mallum, your teacher, one of the best Knights in the kingdom… If not the best. Everyone will be watching you and comparing you to him,” Careena said, suddenly realizing that her tone was gradually rising at alarming rates, one that immediately made her start speaking softly and gently since the last thing she wanted was for the servants to hear her.

Ariana, Camila's personal assistant, walked through the door with a broad smile plastered on her face. "Mmh," she nodded, whacking the files on the table to re-arrange them. A month had passed since they came back to the city to avenge their foes, but issues were still ongoing. After sitting for a while, she and Ash came to the conclusion that they should let all alphas take care of their packs but would respond to them every month considering how the packs' were fairing. Although the packs were still named the way they were in the past, they were now merged into one kingdom. The Lycan kingdom, with her being the queen and Ash being the King. They hadn't told anyone but their unborn prince y

"Vivian, I really have something important to discuss with you this time. If you promise not to run after you take the candy, I can give it to you, okay?" Alen rubbed his head like he had a headache. He sighed helplessly and looked up at me in the tree. But the leaves on the branches made him unable to see my face, so he could only coax me as good-natured as before. "I only listen to Delia and Kral," I mentioned Kral's name unhappily. If it wasn't for Delia and keeping my promise, I wouldn't be here. I suddenly remembered that Kral was the Prince of Alen, and I shrugged my nose unhappily and shouted at him. "Alen, if you want a witch to do something for you, there's a price to pay, okay?"