Daily Life Of An Immortal King の小説・ストーリー

The Elf King rubbed his crotch greedily, licking his lips. he had wanted the beautiful hybrid ever since he had first seen her, but then all the Leaders desired her. She was a possession they all wanted to own, and if that meant getting rid of the Fae Crown Prince, so be it; he was just collateral damage. They could not see past their own selfish desires, and it never occurred to them the damage to all Immortal relations killing the Fae Prince would cause. Killian was the heir to a legacy that had held the peace among the Immortal Realm for generations, he had worked tirelessly all his adult life promoting that peace. He had earned the respect by using his considerable charm and good looks t

I should not be dead if he's tasked to kill me. "Let me tell you about the past." He said to me and took a deep breath before speaking again. "Before the vision that you were destined for the King, King Elijah was an immortal who did not feel love. Everything in his eyes was responsibility and what would be good for Wysteria. The officials already wanted the King to marry to have the heir to the throne. So many women were sent to the palace and placed in the seraglio. All of them tried to seduce the king. But they did not succeed. It cannot be denied that the king only used them for physical pleasure but that was not often because the king does not feel satisfied."

Like someone speaking from a memory too painful to touch. "We discovered the Sea Between Worlds and believed it was the source of all life. Its power could heal disease, create new forms of magic and extend the limits of mortality." Serah's expression darkened. "So you wanted immortality." The ancient king looked at her. "We already had it." The answer made everyone silent. "Then why?" His eyes moved toward the darkness outside. "Because immortality was not enough for mankind." No one could argue with that. It was the same mistake repeated through every generation.

Otherwise, don't expect your life after marriage to be anything like you imagine. A few of his friends let out low, knowing laughs. Linda crossed her arms, lifting her chin again. "Well? We don't have all day." I clicked my tongue, then glanced toward the door. "Dave, Julie, if this is really the guy who's inheriting the Wests' empire, you might want a backup plan." Hendrick spun around, his face draining of color. "Mom? Dad? Why are you… Madeline! You set this up again, didn't you? I told you, if you still want into my family, stop pulling this crap!"

I didn’t know how to explain it, so I just said, “He is a murderer.” “Well, he is the Immortal King. What did you expect?” Lena now said and I looked at her confused like she thought it was normal for someone to kill someone else. “I think what Lena is trying to say is, that the immortals are known for their brutality and force. I know you haven’t been raised to know their ways and I think you need to see it from an immortal’s point of view as normal.” Aunt Beverly said but she had no clue what I witnessed before my eyes or the fact of what happened because of his actions.

I began, my voice carrying a mix of curiosity and admiration, "what is life like in the realm of royalty? I mean, what are your days like when you are not dealing with... well, matters of the kingdom?" Liam's gaze shifted from the passing scenery to me, a warm smile playing on his lips. "Life as a king," he mused, "is a delicate balance between duty and personal moments. There are days filled with court affairs, meetings with dignitaries, and decisions that shape the fate of the kingdom. But amid all that, there are moments of solitude, reflection, and appreciation for the simple joys life has to offer."

FOUR hundred Years Passed in The Ocean World South Acsese Mizrasic Sea- Eoburos Kingdom. "Empaler Aegaeus, are you sure of your decision to go to Bhelvokh Usober Palace?" worry was written on the face by his dextra as it asked him. "Etiam! Because I want to know if what they say about reincarnation is true. And why do I always dream of a girl, and they call me Prince Cao. "But----" "No more buts! Come on—"

Her brother was the crowned prince of her Kingdom and had taken ill recently. "He wrote a letter to you? That means he's getting better?" Lincoln asked gruffly. No matter how hard he tried, he could never stop his voice from having that grumpy sound. "Y... Yes, My King" Kaylan stuttered again. Lincoln sighed and moved his hands from her shoulders down to her waistline, then drew closer and kissed her neck. Kaylan was almost shivering. Oh! This is it! What she feared the most was happening to her. The King wanted pleasures from her body!

Charlie was crying from happiness, witnessing how lucky Cass was from that explosion. "I can't die, Charles. Even if you hit me with a brick, I won't die." Cass answered. "Stop joking! We are at war, anyone can die from this!" Charlie said. Cass stared at him and the crew. "I'm serious. I'm an immortal, and I'm 1,999 years old already." Charlie snickered. "You're joking again, Cass. That is good, you're well and you're trying to ease us up."

Haldir asked as his eyes darted around his rickety hovel. Michael gave Haldir an apologetic look of understanding because he'd had a similar gift bestowed on him many, many millennium ago. "You will live among the Others in their world. Since you can never really be like them because you were born of human blood, the gods gifted you immortality. No weapon ever used against you will succeed, you will not age and you will never know illness." Haldir laughed out in his raspy, throaty way. "That is quite a gift."