Novel & Cerita Conqueror From A Dying Kingdom

Davin eyed us both and smiled. "We got word that Kohner is possibly dying and they are looking for his descendents. Apparently there is only one as stated by the human hunter Marwan," Davin said firmly. I glanced over at Ashr and grinned. "Guess your former pet is going to become a king, and love the man who killed his father. How scandalous," I mumbled light heartedly. Davin looked shocked. "That scrawny male stabbed the Demirkan king," he said aghast. I chuckled softly and Ashr elbowed me making me yelp due to his boney ass elbows.

I could hear distant howls. I whispered to the night, “You lost this game, Kieran. I took everything from you. And now… I will take more.” I slowly closed the window ans walked to my desk to sit as I got out a new map that only I had. This one showed the lands beyond Donovan’s border. Lands we had never conquered. “If I play this right,” I said to myself, “not only will I rule this kingdom… I will rule all others.” Tomorrow would be a new day. A meeting with Donovan’s people. A chance to expand. A chance to gather more weapons. More men. More knowledge.

She still didn’t know who to trust in all this. “He’s all that and more. After the defeat of king Glen Damien of the kingdom of Foth at the hands of Robb Ainsworth, his son, Ferro, arranged a coup and killed his father because according to him, his father’s defeat had brought shame to the kingdom. In the last few decades, he has raised a great slave army and, with them, he began conquering kingdoms in the last five summers. He keeps growing them every day because he hopes to conquer the entire world with them. You and I are just two of the thousands in his great army.”

The tales of his might, his brutality and the time he went on his killing rampant. "Your mate shouldn't have claimed a title that was never hers in the first place. The supernatural world is still recuperating from the Conqueror's wrath and you somehow have managed to poke the sleeping beast again." The Fey King spoke to Darach while shooting Amber a disappointed glance. "Why do I feel like you and the Fey King know more about Vincent the Conqueror than you let on?" Amber gazed between the Fey King and Aidan Draco. "I know about him enough to say that if the reason for your summon was to create an alliance against The Conqueror then consider me out and it would be appreciated if you refrain

He said in a low voice, that made her grin like an idiot. "So bad." And he told, everything, holding nothing back, and she prayed it would be like this. Him and her, forever, come what may. °°°° ~After a fortnight~ "Men and women of Kingdom Brone! We are under siege! The Athànatoi are upon us! dark days draw near! Strong men of Kingdom Brone come forward and show your might, and fight for yours and mine, for all that was and will be, fight for Brone! May the creator Help us all!"

I broke free from him and revealed the fact that I was undercover from another world. “Even though I lost my memory, I know for a fact that I came to this world as an undercover agent to earn affection points from you. “The system told me I fell in love with you, so I insisted on staying in this world for you. But later, I had to go back to my own world. “Do you have any idea how much pain that might have caused me? “It meant I probably lost all my senses and died in despair. “I don’t have my memories anymore, so I can’t hate you. But I know I suffered because of you. So, of course, I’m not going to love you again.”

He looked at the silver scar on my arm. "Esmeralda," he said, his voice carrying effortlessly across the mud. "You look... different." "The word you're looking for is 'alive,' Thorne," I said, my voice steady. "Despite your father’s best efforts." Thorne flinched at the mention of Dominic, but he didn't look away. "My father is dead. The corruption he brought to this land is his legacy, not mine. I am the King now. And as King, I cannot allow a Rogue army to occupy the sacred lands of the south."

Four Kings, four monsters, four men who are mine by blood and bond and choice, and they’re waiting for me to decide if we become the villains in the story or the corpses. I think of Mira, with a knife under her pillow. I think of Day 30, and the 0.4% where I survive it. I think of Draevor’s throat coming apart in my hands and how it didn’t feel like victory, it felt like necessity. “Get Harkon,” I say. “Get the maps. And get me that crown.” Because if the Council wants a heretic, I’ll give them one. But I’m not dying for it.

“You killed your own family.” He smiled, and it was the coldest thing I’d ever seen. “They were never my family. They were the people who looked at me like I was dirt and thanked their father for keeping me alive.” He moved closer, and I felt the air shift between us. “After that, I took what was mine. Pack by pack, territory by territory. Some I convinced. Some I crushed. And when I was done, they called me King.” “Then you decided to conquer the south too. How did that go for you?”

Gareth added. The bright-faced soldiers of the De Kruk Kingdom, who naturally fully supported the new king's actions, finally got direct approval from their war general to carry out the attack as ordered by the king. They were not divided and instead reunited with a much greater force. If their previous goal was to conquer the Ans De Lou Kingdom and capture the two immortal enemies of their new king, now their goal has changed. They intend to completely destroy the kingdom. Meanwhile, in the north, Reiner Anderson had rejoined his best friend, Riley Mackenzie after he was unable to complete his mission.