Cast From The White Queen Novels & Stories

The precise way his hands moved when he spoke. It was flawless. Chillingly so. “I was there,” he said steadily. “When the Queen failed the test.” Gasps rippled through the hall. He continued smoothly, confidence unwavering. “The white hair you see…” he gestured lightly toward the Queen, “…is nothing more than dye and magic.” The Queen’s head snapped toward him. Too slow. Far too slow. Because I had already moved. With a sharp move of my fingers, I flung disillusion magic across the platform.

"Oh my father asked for my help. Also the young Summer stumbled upon our island. However, we need to talk." Lesedi did not continue but made a gesture with her hand showing her hair. Selena understood that t was important. That only happens to the queen of white witches. It had been a while since a true white witch lived amongst them. Selena was part which as well. Therefore, Lesedi respected her as their queen. Her maternal grandmother was the pure white witch. Her mother had raven black hair with white strands. After her mother stepped down, Selena had to be the queen. She never knew that her own long lost daughter would turn out to be the queen. She was elated.

She was the current Queen Alpha. In front of her stood a woman adorned in a billowing gown of the purest white. I believed the rest of them were the elders of the Silverfang family. The two servants hauled me forward and flung me to the floor before the queen. My teeth gnashed together in agony as I landed with a thud. With a steely gaze, the queen fixed her eyes upon me, and then turned to the woman in front of her. “My dear witch, look at her and tell me—is this not Calista, the precious daughter from the Frostbane family?”

Although the thing he asked in his heart was very strange, it happened now. A smile broke out on Queen Minerva's fiery red lips. “This might be our chance to take that damn kid down. You immediately find a way to find that woman,” Queen Minerva ordered Duke Alantoin. "Yes, my Majesty!" "B-but Mrs White is no longer in the black palace," the maid cut in timidly.

“Someone is here to see Queen Isolde. I wanted to tell His Highness before allowing her in.” “Who?” “She says she’s Elsa. Queen Isolde’s sister.” I raised a brow. Isolde has a sister? “Take me to her,” I ordered. We crossed the palace courtyard to the main gates, and there she was. She turned at the sound of our approach, and our eyes met. The resemblance was sharp... same bone structure, same gaze but her hair was black while Isolde’s was brown. She stood like someone who belonged anywhere she wanted to be.

she laughed. "What are you doing here?" Queen Clementine asked Rook Theia, who once again wore a white gown, whispering into Ace Denzell's ear. Because of the queen's words, the eyes of the whole ground were fixed on her. Some were looking at her with admiring eyes, and some were talking to each other after seeing her again in white.

Esmeray was trapped inside a coffin. "Help! Help! I can't breathe in here!", she screamed. But nobody dared to open the coffin. Afterall, they didn't want to go against the Lore king, as she was his sacrificial bride. If there weren't any holes in tue coffin, she would have been dead, long gone. Finally they arrived at the palace of Maleficium. The Lore king was sitting on his chair, with legs crossed and waiting for his sacrificial bride. The people left the coffin there and rushed out, as soon as they were done. If they had looked into his eyes, they would have turned to stone. The Lore king came slowly to the coffin and opened it. Esmeray took in a deep breath, she was finally able to bre

She appeared and I honestly thought the kid was going to have a heart attack. Queen Eden sighed and shook her head as she looked around, “Keylon, this was not Princess Elisa. This is the work of Dahlia, Queen of the Dark Witches. Princess, we really should call an emergency meeting with the alliance. She’s getting out of control.” I nodded, “We can meet this evening in our conference room again.” Queen Eden nodded in agreement as she touched each dead body and they came back to life. I told the kid, “Keylon, I am sorry for what happened, but I am not a dark witch. Dahlia wants me to be, but I am not.” He smiled, “I know that now. Thank you for not killing me when I tried to attack you.” I la

High Elder Anselm, being the leader of the group, undoubtedly had the monarch’s confidence. The armed guard opened the heavy wooden door, and Archer stepped inside, the two princesses and High Elder Anselm at his trail. There, in his massive bed, lay the deceased body of King Alaric, the beloved king of Vrasambail, husband to departed Queen Amarantha, and father to Archer, Agatha, and Madeleine. Six women clad in white robes – all members of the Sisterhood of Healers who attend to births, the sickly, and the dead—were around him.

my wolf said in proudness. " The queen of dark magic,I can believe penny thinks we are capable of taking over after her." " That's because we are." I turned around excitedly and smiled at my reflection. For spending a little over an hour, the sofia and Christabel definitely worked their magic. I truly look like a queen, the queen of dark magic. As for the dress, it was a beautiful blue lace piece that fit my figure perfectly like a second skin. It almost reminded me of a wedding dress except it was a lot more heavier to move in it. I felt like Cinderella and I was sure my prince charming was downstairs waiting for me.