Novel & Cerita Court Mage

The three magic Knights Leaders went out of the portal and stood on the three chairs placed on the sides of the King’s chair. “And let’s welcome our Kingdom’s Magic Leader, King Magnus!” everyone rose from their seats to welcome the King. King Magnus is a fire mage, my father met with him once and I remembered that his aura is as tremendous as my father. He talked to me before and he was really kind but he’s aura is just so powerful that even though he showed kindness towards me, I still kept a distance.

For a moment, as I watch him tame the gigantic werewolf, all seems right with the world. I then regain the ability to think. "I asked you a question." The beautiful man meets my eyes, smiling charmingly. "I've already told you, my name is Samael, and I'm a teacher." Sighing, I roll my eyes. "Yeah, but what species are you? I've never seen any dragon-shifter use magic like yours." "Oh, is that, right?" Samael smirks. "I take it you've met plenty of dragon-shifters then?"

Everything screamed luxury and elegance. Even the stewards and maids were all disciplined. Furthermore, he was the Yellow Saint Archmage. The most respectable one after the Pope. Who would believe that, despite his wealth and power, his house was so lacking that he needed the maids of the Duke of Ivrea to assist with the latter's daughter's needs? Only a fool would believe him!

The emperor towered over Laeddin now, but Laeddin didn't balk. "I am Laeddin, genie of the lamp, and I can only serve one master at a time." "So, someone else controls you." Disappointment softened the gargoyle's features. Well," he returned to his seat. "I am Jagg, high ruler of Garoth." He lifted his arms in the air as he spoke. "And I demand you accommodate me." Unfazed as ever, Laeddin bowed deeply. "Well, genie of the lamp, tell me who your master is," Jagg said, resting his elbows on the armrests.

Chapter 55 "I think we all need to calm down." The mage said, coming to stand in front of Germaine. Alarm bells flared wildly inside Germaine's mind. She had heard those words before, right before a shit storm of drama came falling all around her. She stood with balled fists, looking around at the mage, and then at the woman, who had on a long, black coat with a long dagger, and slash cutlass, peeking out from behind her back. She looked like she was going on a hunt.

As revolting as it was to think of having to be Jack at all, he’d made it seem like it was going to be impossible for Slate to fool Maura into thinking he was Jack, and Slate resented the idea that anyone thought him incapable of fooling the girl. It wasn’t like she was some mentally astute rocket scientist. She was a high school cheerleader, a dingy one at that, and he was pretty sure he could find a way to get the book back, if it was still in her house. He just needed to fool her into letting him in. “Hi,” one of the mages, a tall brunette with glassy blue eyes said. “What’s up?” “Yeah, you look like you have something on your mind, chief,” a dangerous-looking redhead said as she folded h

Mages are trained to be alert because one wrong of a finger and things could go awry but I was not here to win or even get a decent place, was I? [Clyde] “We are ready for the second round,” Moran informed. I nodded pensively. “How is the kid, Zachary, I guess?” I asked “He is alright. Nothing too damaging,” he replied with a strained smile. I noticed how concerned he was, like me and my fellow judges. No one expected Valerie's charisma. I was stunned to see her retaliate and attach Zachary in that way. Even though pride curled around my heart like an ever-growing vine, I was worried. Even the head mage of the Mage’s Council, Rudra had a pinched look and I’ve never seen that man wear the lo

The high mage is rumoured to have lived closed to a millennia, but the man before her doesn't seem to have aged beyond twenty eight -maybe thirty - years, and so did his smoothening voice of an indigenous Briton sleek the already choking presence he wore. "Get on your knees when you are before me." He growls, forcing every nerve in her to respond to his command. "Rise!" She stands, meeting his face held up against hers; their eyes meeting. She breaks away from his gaze, and cower her head, hanging it while slowly shifting away from him. Her heart beats were already quadrupling, and even though she stands confidently, he still could see how afraid she is. "Out!" Turning to the naked women awa

Persuade her to submit to him before the moon. His close friend Magus took a seat next to him. Magus was a rare addition to their pack. A creature half mage-half wolf he was immensely rare. There was purportedly only one other such creature in existence. And he was allegedly the Commander of King Detry’s Mages Guild. “What are you so pensive about?” Magus queried. “Same thing you are, I’ve no doubt.” “I’m far less pensive than I should be.” Magus was trying to hide a self-satisfied smirk and failing.