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(Grand Magus Soo Kwan Hon) It was a solemn looks and self blame that the Old Wizard shown. His hand were shaking as he picked up one of the photos that were spilled from the folder that I have slammed on the table. It was picture of Cardinal Leonardo Delarno, raping a young child, who’s eyes are visibly shown that the soul of the body has long gone. It was a cruel pictures that could anger anyone that lay eyes on it. “Despicable!!…This man should cut to pieces!!…”. (Crown Prince Amariss)

She realized the shape of the flag's emblem. Fortis royal flag! That means she was currently in the capital city of Centralis! She was in the Great Palace of the Fortis kingdom! Astrid recalled the full name of King Fortis. She just realized. The name of King Fortis was Damien Leonardus Fortis. Often referred to as King Damien. However, when he was wandering around in disguise, King Damien used his middle name not to be recognized. His face looked youthful for hundreds of years, thanks to the magic power he possessed. Astrid cursed herself. Why had she never realized it all this time? Even though this story was often heard in between bounty hunter's conversations, she didn’t notice at all.

he mused. “I was thinking same and almost asked that,” Derrick chuckled a little. They then awaited my answer. I inhaled and answered. “I’m a Prince.” They froze. “What?” all three asked. “I’m- I’m a Prince.” “Wait,” Derrick muttered. “A real Prince or.” “A real prince.” “You’re kidding right?” they mused altogether. “I’m not. Check my full name online. Asahd Usaïd.” They were silent and seemed shocked. Then, we watched Alex hurriedly take his phone out and type my name in a search engine. Guess he got an answer because his mouth dropped.

Pedro said and everyone looked at him quietly. "What's the issue?" Prince Brain asked impatiently. "Our king Draco married a mere human pet and until now she is still pretty much alive," Another elder said and Draco's eyes snapped at the man before they narrowed. "It was former king Arthur's request for Draco Hendrix to marry the human girl if he wants the kingdom," Pedro said. "Insulting," Brian snickered lowly as Draco's jaw twitched. Glancing at Brian he recalled what this f*cker had wanted to do to Fiona and it makes him want to strangle him to death right at the moment.

I try to enjoy the moment, to imagine this is how it will be , a life of calm mornings, gentle strolls and royal affection. But as we pass through a narrow corridor lined with portraits of former monarchs, something makes the hairs on the back of my neck rise. There, near the end of the hall, is a painting I do not recognize and I know palace history well. A woman, regal and haunting, gazes from the canvas. The plaque beneath reads: “Queen Seraphina — The Eternal One” But it is not the name that chills me. It is her face. Her features… are almost identical to Prince George.

and looking for the prince but we couldn't find him "general we can't find the prince" one of my men reported to me "keep on searching" I shouted with impatience. We had to find him or else I'll be dead before I have a chance to report my failure, after a while the warriors came rushing towards us and the prince was running to the battle with one of the sirens from the river. When they got to us the battle got heated up, arrows were raining from the sky and my men were dying but we still had the upper hand and that was when the so called tribreed prince shifted into a dragon and started to rain fire on us. In a matter of minutes half of my men had been killed, the tables had turned and we w

She said and I frowned. “What do you mean?” I asked and she gestured for me to listen. “When the lycans find their mate, they will mark them with their scent. As you mentioned he rubbed your neck, it’s their primal behavior. They are proud breed and wouldn’t show their feelings to anyone except their mates. I believe that Prince felt helpless and sadness from quiet a long time and he vented it out on you. That is what makes them ruthless and a bit scary. Since he is the pure descendent, he will tend to be fiercer. That is why the common education helped back then.” She explained and I was shocked.

I let out a harsh, dry laugh, burying my face deeper into the silken softness of her hair. My woman, my brave, fierce mate, had no idea she was carrying the single highest-value asset that had brought the most powerful Lycan to his knees. She carried the Second Crown Prince, the card that controlled the entire game. With this tiny pup, the King had delivered checkmate. A wrong move now, a show of defiance, and we would lose our son forever, he would snatch him away from us. That was a risk I could not inflict on Anna, I was compelled to obey.

I almost believed him, because he sounded painfully sincere but greed still crossed his face as he spoke, eyes never leaving Cayden's chest where the parchment was. After he was done speaking, a very impatient voice came out. This one had no time to even mince his words, they were as crude and cruel as they came. That was the third prince. “You shameless disgrace? You are nothing but a murderer and a sinner, what makes you think you are meant to have that parchment? Return that parchment to the royal family immediately.” Cayden remained motionless. His silence further infuriating them. The entire hall remained tense, some nobles quietly taking their leave. Honestly, I also wanted to leave bu

He leaned close to the prince’s throat, inhaling deeply. “That pulse,” Velis whispered, lips brushing his captive’s skin. “That scent. Familiar. Too familiar.” Caelum jerked his head aside, jaw set in defiance. “I am The Crown Prince of the Ashan Federation. The last of my line. You think me weak? You butcher, you carrion lord—you murdered my father, my brothers, in the War of Crimson Eclipse!” His voice cracked, fury and grief in equal measure. “And still you dare to touch me.”