Blood On The King's Hands Eso Novels & Stories

I assured him as he smiled. "Very well, I shall drink for you since you are my wife. What is mine is yours and what is yours, mine." He said as he grabbed my new wine. "To the bride!" The king shouted. "To the bride!" The guests responded before they all drank excluding myself that drank water. I coughed as I covered my mouth before I stared in shock at the blood in my hand as well as August. "Callisto." August said as I continued to cough out more blood sending everyone in panic.

One of the blades had stabbed into my shoulder, forming an incision for the blue substance in my body to drain out of. “No… That's impossible.” The princess stuttered, her eyes shot up towards the king and so did mine. I desperately struggled to cover the blood that trickled from my shoulder but to no avail, they had seen it. “A blue blood.” The king finally spoke and the entire crowd gasped. My face hardened as they all realized what I was and I turned towards the princess who was still appalled at the sight. No matter the outcome, I'm going to die either way now. Might as well take as many down with me as possible.

Lavana felt this pressure was familiar and looking up, she found her guess to be right. That hand was here! Not too far from them, the king stood, holding his raisin-coloured sceptre, the open grey book levitating in front of him, the particular page glowed as the king placed his bleeding right wrist on it. He looked pale but he didn't seem to care about the pallor shown on his face.

said King Randy Noah Ximas also gently and lovingly. “Suppose we can cure and heal it directly at this moment, why not, My King Randy?” Suddenly, really out of the blue, really out of a sudden, Kelly Olivia also cut her left wrist and directed her left wrist towards her king husband’s mouth. “Hah??? What on earth are you doing, My Kelly Darling?” King Randy Noah was extraordinarily startled as well as astonished seeing what was done by his queen wife. In spite of his vast shock as well as astonishment, he still widely opened his mouth to accept his pretty queen wife’s three drops of blood.

"Nah! Then I wouldn't have had the pleasure or the power rush, I just did as I took her innocence and then her life. Just remember if she wasn't so close to little prince Dominic over there she would still be here, well she would at least still be alive and if you all had listened to me, to begin with, you would have been prepared and my love wouldn't have died. Then none of this would have happened...." He is cut off as the king rams his shoulder into him. He had somehow managed to get away from the rogues that were holding him. It was then that I noticed that The King's eyes are bright red just like his; he manages to get on top of the second, sinking his fangs into the second's neck, taki

He doesn’t shake off my touch. “Your Majesty,” someone starts. He lifts a hand and the room stills again. His attention returns to me. King Ardon looks around the room with sharpness, taking in the rubble and chaos. Then his gaze lands back on me and him on the floor. He looks at my hands, the thin red mark where I caught a splinter still bleeds. His gaze tracks the movement like it means something. “You move fast, Esme.” I bow my head. “I was close, my king.”

He took a moment to stare at it, a sadness filling his emerald eyes as he traced his thumb across the tiny rubies that had been encrusted into the golden branches. He placed the crown on Alora's head, taking a step back from us. "I, Erik Bloodstone, hereby step down from the throne and give it to Damon Bloodstone and Alora Elwood." His voice rang out into the room. Magic filled the space igniting around us as the ribbon wrapped around mine, and Alora's hands started to glow. The light grew brighter and brighter, consuming the ribbon entirely.

Her poker mask slipping out, replaced by an expression of frustration and helplessness. "Now that I have acquired the lifeless royal vessel and the royal blood." Lucas spoke once more. "Everything is now in place, then let us begin." The dark enchantress then faced the corpse of the fallen king, she raised her hand above his chest and with her sharp claw, she wounded her palm. Heliotrope purple blood flowed from the clean cut in her hand, she then flipped her hand and let the dark liquid trickle down the blooming crimson flower in the King's chest and the dagger that is plunged in its flesh.

she said in his head. "I can't, it's a challenge," he replied. The battle raged on fiercely. Elios tore into Rendall repeatedly. The growling and snapping were loud, and Rhiannon could not fathom why was not anyone stopping it. Blood was splattered across the stones in the circle and gave them a surreal look. Large chunks of flesh hung off the king's body and his fur were matted with blood.Suddenly, Lord Elios had the king's neck between his teeth and the clearing was deadly silent. Rhiannon saw the king fall limp. She also heard the loud growl from both the brothers. Elios stood with blood dripped from his massive jaws.

I hand it over, sitting down as Jackson pulls off his boots and then takes a little bar of soap and a bottle of water out of the bag, handing the latter to me. I sip quietly at the water as Jackson pulls off his shirt and moves closer to the very shallow stream, putting his feet in and then dipping low to splash water up over his face, washing a great deal of King’s blood off his face and chest. My wolf and I sit very quietly as we watch Jackson’s makeshift little bath, my shoulders and spine straight. Because…heavens. My fierce warrior mate, King’s blood and fresh water running long down his body, rippling over his stomach. The blood of a King that my mate killed because he threatened me; a