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Freya was confused at first, but later on, when the two assistants left to work on their given tasks, Kenneth opened the book. “What’s that? Is that the solution to the king’s poisoning?” Freya asked. “No, I’ll recite the full history of Freedonia’s tax reforms, starting from the 1700s.” He turned to her on the sofa, revealing, “The plan is to bore you to sleep.” Inner Devils: “...” Kenneth began to read, not giving Freya a chance to object. She had to admit, the book was the most boring thing she had ever heard!

Freya was confused at first, but later on, when the two assistants left to work on their given tasks, Kenneth opened the book. “What’s that? Is that the solution to the king’s poisoning?” Freya asked. “No, I’ll recite the full history of Freedonia’s tax reforms, starting from the 1700s.” He turned to her on the sofa, revealing, “The plan is to bore you to sleep.” Inner Devils: “...” Kenneth began to read, not giving Freya a chance to object. She had to admit, the book was the most boring thing she had ever heard!

Rah spoke. “All kingdoms or all clans?” Arthur wondered. “There are only nine kingdoms but hundreds of clans, isn’t it?” “I think it would be a kingdom, your father did not say clan, isn’t it? He said kingdom, right?” Rah asked. “That’s what I remember. He said every damn kingdom on this planet. I know of only nine kingdoms,” Arthur repeated. “Maybe you can ask when you are back, his portrait must have been sent to all the owners of this book,” Rah suggested.

she wondered, it had popped up in the info dump she received and the voice in the dark place had said it to her right before she first woke up here. "Regis, is an old word for king, or something. It's also connected to my phantom crest," The crest hissed at her and information found itself in her subconscious. "There are other Regis out there, I can almost feel them, and they can feel me. We're all connected… like a network."

"Ha!" He faced the audience, walking back towards them with slow, winding steps. He threw his hands out to either side, tossing them twice in the air. "Ha! What foolish jabber!" He spun himself around on his heals, fully animated. Again facing Webber, he mocked him and said, "If the man was so incompetent, maybe he was never fit to rule in the first place! Or maybe you haven't thought of that, have you, sage? You never consider your own folly or that of this book!" Kallida contended, snatching the copy of the Kingsmen Chronicles from the desk of the court clerk and throwing it violently downward. There was a loud thud as the thick book hit against the hard ground with its soft leather bindin

Clio said and Erica nodded with an impressed look on her face. “That sounds so magical, So, Dominic is the king of Heaven?” she asked and Jenny nodded, “Yes, we learned about all of this in last ten years since we are here. The ‘Book of Kingdoms’ contain it all,” she said and raised two fingers at the shelf, “Give me the ‘Book of Kingdoms’” she said in commanding manner, the books moved and a book in black color moved out of a shelf and floated in front of them, the book floated to the table and was placed on it elegantly. Erica whistled lowly, “Will I be able to do that?” she asked as she touched the book, the velvet covering it was so soft and silky. She had never touched a more expensive

They were the kings of her realm, but the boy with the freckles was the king of her heart. Félix looked at the others, then back at me. He leaned in and pressed a firm, warm kiss to the mark on my neck—the mark he had promised to seal. "Get ready, Little Bird," he whispered, his voice full of a promise that made my wolf purr. "The war is over for tonight. But our story? It’s just getting started." I looked out at the stars through the shattered doors of the Great Hall. The Council was broken. Caleb was a memory. I had four kings, a mountain, and a love that had defied the stars.

Then the throne's voice returned. Only this time— it sounded afraid. THE TRUE KING HAS RETURNED Silence. Complete silence. Then Aurelius smiled. Then looked toward the Citadel. Then: "At last." The king took a step. And the entire Forgotten Kingdom bowed. To Be Continued...

He could not, and would not, leave a single flank exposed. Because right now, the King was bleeding. His navy suit was gone, replaced by a dark tactical shirt. His steel-blue eyes were dead, devoid of any humanity, staring at the phone in his hand like a man waiting for his own execution. He was ready to burn the entire city to the ground, to wage a war that would drag every syndicate into the abyss, just to find the woman who had stolen his cold, ruthless heart. Suddenly, the encrypted military tablet held by Cain in the front seat let out a violent, high-pitched ping.

OCTAVIUS POV "We might as well pledge ourselves as well," Kohn says as the surprise from the rejection clause fades away. Lucifer nods, and both of them move from behind the desk. "Jannah," Kohn says, and his daughter moves to his side. Beerus once again moves forward on our mind, and I brace myself for the uncomfortable feeling of merging with them. "Do you three pledge yourselves to me. Will you serve me and obey me, Octavius Bishop, your King," I ask, and Jannah shivers from the power laced through my words.