Beware Of Chicken Royal Road Novels & Stories

“Go to the residential area first. I want to know who dares to play tricks on me.” Royal guard captain Lev also nodded at her suggestion and the group of twenty royal guards followed the two to the direction of the Blood Wolves clan’s residential area. It took them a couple of minutes to reach the brick road, but Princess Regina stiffened in place as soon as she noticed that something is wrong.

"Royal, I apologize for not responding earlier. I didn't send you another tray of food or leave any note." My heart skipped a beat, and the room suddenly felt colder. "But... but there was a note, Alpha. It assured me that everything was fine," I stammered, my voice quivering. A heavy silence hung in the air before the Alpha spoke again, his tone laced with concern. "Royal, listen to me carefully. I didn't send you any notes or additional meals. It seems someone is trying to deceive you or worse." My breath caught in my throat as his words sank in. Someone came here and is playing a dangerous game of manipulation. Fear coursed through my veins, each pulse pounding in my ears. I had trusted t

“I’m sorry, madam. I’m just a driver. But maybe you should visit and see some places that play huge significant value to the history of Capria.” “See? You’re not just a driver. Tell me about the King?” “Ahh. America has no monarch, yeah? The first king was King Kamrun—” “Who?” “King Kamrun of Braynburg?” “Oh, and the current King?” “He’s critically ill.” His people must love the King if he didn't rule like in that 15th-century monarchies. “I’m sorry to hear about that.” My chest felt hollow. “The Prince apparent is Prince Isodore, Duke of Burkhese. You should visit Burkhese. It’s a great place, surrounded by the ocean. If you want to visit a little bit colder than Winterbourn, try Guardion.

"I have nothing much to do after twelve, so I might even stop by earlier." "Good. I am making your favourite; chicken fricassee." "My mouth's watering already." "Of course it is. That's why it's being made. I'll leave you to your walk. Be careful." "Always. Enjoy your morning, Mom." "And you too, dear."

I make my way over to the table and give my round of hugs to the Royal Family. "He's going to get you back for this" Ryan warns me as I sit in my place and look down at my plate. Seen as I missed breakfast, I'm shocked to see bacon is all there is on my plate. I give a grateful smile to the omegas who obviously gave it to me and Anne winks at me.

I might not check in with my mother for a day or two, but Maria is always calling me daily, wanting to know about my day-to-day habits and if there's a reason why I've given up on God. I haven't given up on the big old guy. There are just some connection problems that have gotten in the way. Maria is a protestant, and she has raised me to be deeply religious, while my royal family is Catholic, and they attend church like a lone sheep lost on its way home, departed from the herd. They are good at covering it up, though. They would pretend to be deeply religious like the godforsaken animals we all are whenever it comes to our attention. Especially if it's going on air to be broadcasted on the

They shouted, Kia waving back happily. “Safe travels prince Kyde and princess Kaide.” When they reached the boundary of the royal village, Kyde spread his wings and pushed up. He took off hard. He so powerful and mighty. As big as they were at that point, the king and queen had been assured that they had not even reached half their size, they were still to grow. Pride always just exploded on Flavia’s chest every time her eldest son took the skies. Kyde was said to be the greatest dragon to exist with how powerful he was. They trained them both with just that in mind, making sure they reached their potential.

He said while lifting his hands. "I don't want to calm down Adrean. Where am I?" I asked loudly. "In my palace." He answered Softly then looked away. "What do you mean your palace?" I asked seriously. "Where is she?" A woman's voice asked. The door was opened by a man in golden armor, he looked like a royal guard. An older woman walked in. She looked very beautiful, but what caught my eye was the diamond pendant that had the royal seal of one of the feared, rich kingdoms in all land.

Did Zack just own up to the baby we both made? ------------------------------------------------- A/n Hint time: Tragedy is about to strike in That Royal Betrothal. Don’t worry, no one’s gonna die again. Let’s just say a situation worse than death. If you liked this chapter, I’ll appreciate a review. Thanks, for your valuable coins, readers!!:)

“Alright. Then, I’ll treat you to dinner tonight. Choose whichever place you like!” “That’s more like it. Let’s go to Royal Court. We’ll pick the most expensive dishes.” … That night, Carol and Myka went to Royal Court. Once they parked their car at the underground parking lot and headed toward the elevator, Carol saw the black Rolls-Royce with the iconic license plate full of 7s. Her heart immediately started hammering against her chest. Was Titus at Royal Court too? “What’re you staring at?” Myka looked in the direction of her gaze. When she saw the license plate, her eyes flew wide open. “Isn’t that the demon’s car? No way! Is he here for dinner too?”