Blacksmith Rhyme Kingdom Come Novels & Stories

“Any good with swords?” “What t’ hell do you t’ink I do? Just horses and farming tools? I’m a metal smith. Not a damn butterfly. What do you want?” His accent meant he did not often pronounce the ‘th’ in his words and used just the letter ‘t’ instead. “Be nice,” Kenward murmured to the smith. “I was. I didn’t once bring yer mother’s reputation int’ question, my Lord.” Kemp handed over three single handed swords, one bearded axe and one broadsword.

Guards rushed to beat out the cinders that clung to the King's clothin "A sword of fire!" shouted Commander Benar. 'A sword of fire! It burns! It burns! A sword of fire A ragged wave of shouts gave answer, just as Ezekiel's glove began to smolder. Cursing, the king thrust the point of the sword into the damp earth and beat out the flames against his le "Lord, cast your light upon us!" His wife Myra called ou "For the night is dark and full of terrors," Sryrn and her queen's men replie

Wearing only thin clothes, barefoot. “Welcome to the Kingdom of Voneveir!” That voice was so familiar in his ears. Alexis can never be wrong about it. It was his son, Allan. "Your Majesty, Do you have any last words for your people?" Being humiliated like a criminal who purged innocents, does he really deserve to receive such disgrace? “Your homeland whom you loved…” Remembering every sleepless night he had in order to manage every problem his kingdom is facing… “… your people whom you cherished… “

The Kingdom of Summer celebrated the Summer Solstice, thanking the Mother for the long days, as the sun shone more and more, and the people sacrificed two days of their lives to dance, celebrate, and honor the Mother. The Kingdom of Autumn celebrated Autumn Day at the end of October, illuminating their kingdom with lanterns depicting the Mother, offering a large amount of crops, and presenting the softest, most finely made blankets. The Kingdom of Spring celebrated Spring Day in late March, where the king used his powers to make everything bloom abundantly, offering a lamb and a large oak tree as signs of their gratitude. I closed the book and sat up. My head couldn’t take in any more inform

People came away from the spot with strips, slabs and gong mallets of meat, occasionally hung on wooden sticks perched on their shoulders. It was brought to Aki and Temujin’s attention that the village blacksmith had begun working on the armor they requested, as soon as he had received the pieces of dragon scale. The intriguing craftsman who had knowledge of fire applications wouldn’t be joining the festivities planned for the night, they were also told, in order to meet the deadline of three days or earlier.

"I volunteered to represent my kingdom in this years recruitment for the Foreign Exchange Program." "Hmmm.... I'll be drilling the new soldiers tomorrow personally. I hope to see you there." Prince Blackscale said in a tense voice. "Don't expect me to go easy on you because you're not from here." "I don't at all your grace." Albus said. "In fact, I wish to have your hardest obstacles tomorrow." Venus looked at him in surprise. The hardest ones? Was Albus being too confident? "You must be a high ranked knight of the Everglade Kingdom of you are requesting such training here." Queen Petunia spoke up, smiling at the elf.

Who was this person sitting on the throne? He was a wolf that stalked his prey till they were bled dry. Every word had a deeper meaning in his mind and nothing could be forsaken in his presence. "A servant of our manor gave it to father." Before Damien could speak, Karl stiffly replied making the monarch smirk. "Duke Everdale's manor must be filled with riches for a servant to have the wool of the armean stag which is rarely found....I could smell the medicinal aroma of it from here."

Said Darien. "Neither do I. Do you remember them saying the name of the kingdom?“ Isabelle tried to remember what her grandparents said. It was a very strange name, and she found it hard to remember. “I think it was called Gava kingdom? No, Gasha!“ Darien's face turned into a deep frown, and Gabriel's paint brush fell from his hand. He couldn't believe what he heard. “Gasha Kingdom? Like Gasha, our kingdom's arch enemy." Gabriel asked.

he then patted my shoulder “Never let anyone trample on your dignity nor on your happiness.” “Yes Father.” He then looked at general Amphitryon “How are the preparations coming.” The general smiled “The blacksmiths have all completed their tasks, 2000 black metal armor, and the Prince's sword has been forged from a rock sent down by Apollo, and the swordmaster from Argos will be here in another 3 days.” I was confused “What's going on Father, are we under attack?” The Caesar turned to me and patted my shoulder, smiling.

“I’m the bravest knight in the kingdom!” Lucas, wielding a plastic shield, nods. “And I’m the strongest knight. We’ll protect the kingdom from the dragon!” I take my seat on the makeshift throne, pretending to be a regal queen. “Oh, brave knights, thank you for coming to my aid. The dragon has stolen all the gold from our kingdom!” Lucy gasps. “A dragon? That’s terrible!” “Indeed,” I say, trying to keep a serious face. “We must get the gold back before the kingdom falls into darkness.”