Chivalry Of A Fallen Knight Novels & Stories

"Being a knight isn't just about wielding a blade. It's about safeguarding our land, upholding the ideals of chivalry, and becoming a beacon of hope for all." He stepped closer, his eyes locking onto mine, holding a warmth that felt like a lifeline. "Within the realm of knighthood, you'll have the chance to protect, to face trials that test your character, and to inspire through your actions." "I do not want to be in the royal knighthood..." I finally found my voice. I felt like if I did not say something, he would keep talking, and I would have a hard time voicing my opinion.

"I know I already said this to you earlier, my dear knights. However, once again. I am grateful for your hard work in protecting us. I know some of your comrades did not have a chance to be with us right now. Nevertheless, please do not feel sorry for them since they fight with honor and did not give up in front of death. You, standing here represent every one of your fallen comrades. And I know that they are happy right now looking at you. Their fall had not been in vain." Shandri alleged with elegance and dignity as the queen. The knights feel moved and salute her. Some of them are in teary eyes remembering their comrades, brothers, and close friends fallen in the war. "My dear brave knigh

"I don't need you to protect me. Your love will be enough for me to fight till my last breath." ~ Regan "My love for you is mercenary. Don't expect something that you will never get from me." ~ Lincoln . . . Regan Wells (Maria Turgenev) It started the day in senior high, a game of revenge that I was unaware of at that time. He starts the battle of the unknown with me, a girl with a lost memory against him, a handsome bully with his demons.

Evan was shocked and spluttered. “Sir, please reconsider! The Excalibur is the symbol of our knighthood. If you give it away, our knights will lose their faith…” Koehler raised his hand and interrupted Evan. “I’ve already decided. In the past couple of centuries, no one was born with the Knight's Soul and thus no one is capable of wielding Excalibur. Anyway, I just intend for it to be a lucrative attraction. Even if I give it away, the person who gets it may not be able to wield it. I simply want a chance to fight against powerful people from all over the world before I die. It’ll be the perfect finale for my life.”

"Thank you very much, Mrs. Hannah," Alicia grew enraged and seized the man's left arm, dragging him closer to her. She yanked him back and pulled him to the ground until her feet were in place. The inebriated knight guard lost control of his body. His foot dislodged from the ground, and he plummeted, landing flat on his back with all the force of his fall. He puked up the alcohol that had been flushed down his throat. He struggled unsuccessfully to stand up with the oxygen knocked out of his body. He was about to unsheathe his sword when he spotted the official king's seal on her breastplate; it appeared that the fall had restored his senses.

this is what the knights were thinking the knights then bowed in front of Celea Celea than took of her mask and hood *shock* *murmur* "He is a she?" "WHILE I'M YOUR COMMANDER YOU WILL NOT ONLY GAINED THE SKILLS OF A KNIGHT BUT ALSO THE MENTALITY OF ONE, REMEMBER BEING A KNIGHT IS NOT ONLY ABOUT SKILLS BUT IS ABOUT WHAT KIND OF PERSON YOU ARE WHAT YOU ARE THINKING AND WHAT YOU SHOW THRU YOUR ACTION, ON THE BATTLEFIELD WE WILL BE EACH OTHERS SHIELD AND IF WE CAN´T ACT LIKE CAMARADS WE WILL BE SURE TO LOSE THIS WAR, WILL YOU LET THAT HAPPEN OR WILL YOU TRAIN TO BECOME TRUE WARRIORS?!"

All the same, change was in the air, and the village's anxiety surged in time with the enormous moon. It was on the sunrise of the night of the full moon that a letter arrived, informing him that Father Mathew was on his deathbed and urging the young knight to attend him. Young Eddie, the messenger, left at once, and young Celestina was always by his side. Both are too naive to fear the darkness. Eddie likes and admires the knight so much. It was in the darkest of moments that the soul of the knight would shine brightly, and that was what made them knights—that they would be the village guides, even though cruelty wasn't seen as stupid or wrong anymore. They were the ones that rode into batt

The knight was on the point of pulling the trigger, but Vis stopped him at once. "My chevalier! Halt! " Vis gave the command to the knight; the knight lowered his head, ultimately, bowing to Vis, after he stopped to pull the trigger and turned towards the direction where Vis was standing. Vis once more ordained the creatures, almost at the same time as the knight turned to him,"The sin of pride, thou hast recovered thy pride, and proved thy loyalty hence return to where thou came from!"

She composed herself and prepared for retreat as knights darted towards the threat. Victoria floated in the air, looking down upon anyone who brandished his sword and stood against her. For them, the knights were fighting for their families, dragged in this shady business one way or another. For glory, protection, survival… The reason might be multiple and I pitied them. I bet they didn’t know what they were standing with and that they were sent as the first batch of sacrifice.

Unlike them, Victor’s expression never softened when he looked at her. What kind of man was Roman Knight? But one thing was for sure, Somewhere within the massive estate, Roman Knight was there. And tomorrow, she would finally have to face him properly.