Blythe And Ozias Novel Novels & Stories

Blythe was his cousin; she was the only daughter of his sole uncle. Blythe was still the same. Except for a minor change in her physical appearance. He remembered her with long black hair, but now she cut it short. They shared the same eye color, only lighter compared to him and Kharyn. “I know you’re still alive. The queen and I believed you’d be back as you promised.” Blythe wiped her tears. She nodded to Zenus. “And you’re still a cry baby. Come on. I need you to gather the entire council. I wish to speak to them. I’m pretty sure everyone knows what happened to Rieska. I am gathering an army of the strongest faeries.”

An excellent one to be precise and that was what had kept him employed. In the seat beside him was a woman. She had long, blonde hair that when allowed to move with gravity, neared her waist. She was dressed in a silvery gown and looked like a queen. What she lacked though, was a crown on her head and three dozen guards watching her every step. She was Sarah, Harold's stepmother. In the seats behind the driver and Sarah was Harold and someone who was bound to make his next two years in Golden Lake University more miserable; Maximus (or Max for short).

It is also enough to strengthen Ozroes for a while just to help the kingdom of Clapestris. Ozroes’ narration did not help Darina except to bring her in a collapse of her gladness. The tears of Darina are threatening to fall before Ozroes. The Amyrgian prince took a kerchief to wipe her tears. In his thoughts, he might have told her wrong. Ozroes did not reveal to Darina that he was poisoned at Sahamero, cunningly little by little. The effect of the poison profuse furiously with the sudden fever that troubled Ozroes. He can still feel a few of its sting by his throbbing headache. It is an unfriendly one for it brings this valiant prince to lose consciousness. Hence, it happened as he fell on