Novel & Cerita Disney Descendants King Ben

I let out, “Okay, I understand what you are trying to say. Together with her, we shall rule the pack. After my conversation with my brother, I decided to let her do whatever she wanted. I will support her with everything. Ethan and I started engaging ourselves with the pack stuff. We got busy all day. “I'm so tired,” Ethan said. Today is so stressful, brother. “My king,” Benjamin, walks in. He's my father's gamma's son, Scott. He automatically became our right-hand man when we were crowned the king of the Lycans. “What can I do for you, Benjamin?” I ask.

"My loyalty towards this family drives me to thrive to get work done around this house." "Oh, is that so?" Keisha asked halfheartedly. "Boy, if only the owners were around to actually hear you pledge your allegiance. Mr King Senior is away on business whilst Mr King Junior is probably never coming back to the mansion, so there's that. And you need to stop calling this place a house; it's anything but." Grace placed her hands on her hips. "Don't tell me you have also been initiated into that crew of ungrateful gossiping maids," she voiced accusingly.

he continued again. “However, it will be difficult for the Saintess and Duke Leon to get back to getting a male descendant. Isn't it?" he said again, looking the other way. King Benedict had been standing for a while, trying to weigh the decision as a wise king. With his face facing the thick tent cloth, King Benedict tried to keep his face and hide his disappointment towards the Saintess. The blazing fire torches lit up the tent feeling warm when he was near her. As the day went on, the two men mentioned by King Benedict felt uncomfortable. They both have sons, especially Adir as the only child and the only heir in charge of holding the relay as Saintess who will be his responsibility in th

"Thank you, Your Majesty. I believe the fresh air will rejuvenate your spirits." With newfound determination, the king began to gather his attire, his movements more purposeful now. Beta O'Horan followed closely in the footsteps of the king, as they ventured through the vast expanse of the pack house. Their journey was not one of leisure, but rather a meticulous inspection of the daily operations that governed the lives of their pack members.

" He said. "But surely i know there are also a lot of descendants from that Emperor or whatever. Why not choose from them? " "You have the perfect DNA resembling those from The great Emperor from the Tang dynasty. You are the perfect heir and they need you to bring back monarchy in this country. " "How did you know i have the perfect DNA resembling his? " "Oh! I snuck into your room and I took your tootbrush for DNA testing. " He explained. I frowned. "That's why my brush went missing! it's you! And why do you people even want to bring back the monarch? I've read from books that the monarchy isn't a very good experience for the people. "

The man at the top of the stairs spoke clearly and firmly. “I am Benedict, your new King!” He paused, letting it sink in and gauging the people’s reaction. There was a low murmur but it was not one of disagreement. Benedict continued. “I claim the Kingdom of Aleghor as mine by right of birth. I am the descendant of King Maltay who was overthrown by Atomas’ ancestors.” A murmur ran through the crowd now. Louder than before as the older people recalled the overthrow of King Maltay.

Ben screamed at his uncle, who was his worst foe at the moment. “Let me see how you are going to do that. Don’t you know that I am swifter than you? You are a half-blood vampire and are not even eligible to fight me. You don’t even know about your status in the vampire world, or what, Ben?” Uncle Ronald yelled. “I know my status very well, Uncle Ronald. I am the son of our former king, and I am his sole heir and successor. There is nobody else who can substitute me, as he didn’t have another son apart from me.” Ben replied proudly.

I apologized to him for the delay. “Mom, dad, this is my mate Dawson.” They both beamed, before mom pulled him in for a hug. “My baby has come home and brought her mate with her. What a day.” She says, smiling “Has anyone told you that you are the spitting image of the King? Our Rayne is the General of the Royal Guard, you know. He protects the King.” Dad says while proudly shaking Dawson’s hand. Summer snickers. “Actually,” Dawson started saying.

Zomzom couldn’t remember its name, seeing vague images from the past and trying to remember something very important that would explain what was happening around him. Suddenly, in a flash of enlightenment, a picture began emerging before his eyes like an old puzzle. Jake Eridanus Castro-Firel. The King of Aldenor. He ascended the throne thirty-five years before Reive. The crown went to him, though not by inheritance. The Eridanus genus was a side branch in the royal genealogy tree. However, Jake was lucky. His second cousin died without any children or direct heirs. So, e, the first Eridanus, ascended the throne. He went down in history as Jake the Evil Head.

Oliver's POV . "What happened?" I asked Becca when she disconnected her mother's call. "Nothing." Liar! It was written on her face that something was troubling her. "Beccaaaa" "Fine! I will tell you. You might be knowing my eldest brother, Benjamin?" "Well, not personally. Because I doubt that he ever used to visit the restaurant, but I have heard his name from your dad. 'BEN,' isn't it?" "Yes, the one and the only. He is supposed to be the next werewolf king."