Battle Mage Royal Novels & Stories

Speaking of sweat he looked like he had been out battling with pigs. Even in the mist of the dirt and sweat the fourth Prince still shone out like a glitter of Gold. The fourth prince. The one who is known to be as a ruthless and a merciless prince. The one who doesn’t blink an eye when killing an enemy or someone who has offended him. It was the same prince whom she just tainted a royal cloak! She was in deep trouble and no one was coming forth to nab her out of it. The maidens she was with making their way to the kitchen had suddenly disappeared leaving her to face the beast alone. Not one single person in the room moved or spoke a word as they watched the scene unfold.

I never thought being with him would be this good. To be honest, I never knew what to expect when I was around him. What can you even begin to expect from someone who is goddamn royalty? You can never be ready for what you are going to get. He keeps you enticed. Wondering. Walking on your tippy toes. Eyes open. Mouth slightly agape.

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.

“From Her Majesty the Queen.” Abby stood fully now, pushing back her hood, eyes sharp as steel. “What happened?” The man bowed low. “The king... his condition has worsened.” That wasn’t a surprise. Rumors had been swirling for weeks, even before we left for the rift. But then— “The Royal Mage requests Lady Abby’s assistance,” the messenger continued. “In summoning magic. Dark magic.” The words hit the camp like a sword to the ribs. Everyone froze. Even the fire seemed to dim.

I push faster. A heavy boom shakes dust loose ahead, followed by frantic footsteps. A squad of royal mages turns the corner, cloaks billowing, runes glowing on their wrists. They freeze when they see the blood on me, the unconscious woman in my arms, the ritual dagger strapped to my belt. Their leader lifts a glowing palm. “Hand her over.” I bare my teeth. He doesn’t even get to cast.

"Behind you!" She turned. Too late. The rogues attacked. Her aura absorbed the first two strikes. But the third got through. Claws raked across her shoulder. She went down. "No!" I ran toward her. But I was too far. Too slow. The rogues closed in. Going for the kill. Then her power exploded. Not the controlled aura from before. Raw. Primal. Ancient. Royal magic in its purest form. The blast disintegrated the rogues instantly. And kept going. Washing over the battlefield.

Doing it this way will ensure its her magic and no other royals magic and that it won't be dark. Royal magic is the hardest magic to tell whos is who's. I could start to replicate an animal and it ends up being a dragon because I tapped into The God of mystical creatures kind of magic instead of The Goddess of Exotic Mystical animals. It's complicated, luckily I kind of know what I'm doing otherwise I would've just went for it and risked it all.

I am Commander Rage, of Phoenix Wrath," he said, his smile hinting at a fierce attraction. "We stand ready at your lead, my Queen." His gaze burned with a lustful intensity, leaving no doubt that he desired me. Like King Raphael, the night of our dance, he too was drawn to me with a passion that went far beyond mere loyalty. I glanced at David, seeking insight. "They're not just allies for the upcoming battle," he explained, his smile knowing. "They're joining our Kingdom."

“You might be powerful because you kiss Beliar’s ass, but I am determined not to let anyone touch what is mine!” The Seeker slightly narrowed his eyes and kept sending more dark spells into the shield. Sweat rolled down Milton’s temples as he fought to keep the shield up. His mana was burning fast, and he was almost out of replenishing potions. It was the first time he had encountered and fought a Seeker, and while he was the Royal Mage of Nordmar, he wasn’t sure if he would make it through this encounter alive.

But he won't lose anything, if he waited. Then the next one is the bonus skill. When Edward focuses his gaze on the skill, a row of information suddenly appears beside the skill. Ruler Command: a skill that must possess by rulers; people under the jurisdiction of the owner will follow his command unconditionally. The people that are also under the possessor of skill will also be 100 % loyal to the possessor.