Eggsy Kingsman Suit Novels & Stories

Cara’s POV Eamon had such kind words for me and my dress, but he himself is also stunning in his white fitted suit with golden trim along the collar and cuffs. He wore a red vest under his white jacket, with a golden crest of the BloodyMoon pack emblazoned upon it. The gold in the white gives him a sort of regal air. He looks every bit the king that he is. “...That’s a handsome suit,” I tell him during our walk to the ballroom. “A suit fit for a king. And you're the best king, my brother.”

They all dispersed once more, including Adam and the chauffeur with the slick magazine… ****** A taxicab pulled up in front of Elite Kiddies Lounge preschool. In it was Syntia and King. They both got out of the cab, both wearing a matching bunny outfit. King stretched his hands wide, stomping his feet. A small smile played on Syntia's lips. "Pick me up, Mommy." "Alright, baby" She scooped him into her arms. The breathtaking boy giggled, resting his head on her chest and his arms wrapped around her neck.

Once all the kids had been collected, Eoin sighed as he approached me. "It seems we have all been summoned." he groaned. "Guess you're definitely one of us now, Ben. The royal tailors are waiting to fit us for our suits for the ball." "I have a suit." I responded. "So do we, but the Queen wants us in the right kind of suits." James laughed. "Whats the right kind of suit?" I asked. "Whatever our mother's pick out for us." Eoin grumbled. "Ah dude, I dress myself." I said firmly.

For some reasons, I think lying is the better solution right now. The dance ended in silence. Everyone gathered around the ballroom for the arrival of the king and queen. There were thrones in front where the royalties have taken their seat. Cassius and Vienna were also present along with another young prince whom I assume is the last heir, Prince Damion. The king made his speech while the queen sat there looking so sophisticated in her long, silk olive ball gown that has little diamonds on it. She also wore a pair of lace satin white gloves. The queen has the same color of eyes as Cassius while Vienna and Damon got their ash gray eyes from their father. Not to mention, the crowns they wear

What was that about? I took a deep breath and began gathering my thoughts. "Then, ask me anything you want, Your Majesty." The king's expression softened, and he leaned forward slightly, making the conversation feel more personal. "I have been thinking ever since last night. Your blue eyes, your pale skin, and golden locks... All of those features seemed too uncommon for the people in my kingdom. You can barely see anyone even with lighter hair. And almost everyone's eye colors are dark. But yours... Perhaps... Do you hail from another kingdom? Are you a spy planted here to give away my kingdom's weakness?" King Lucian smirked knowingly, hoping to get the response he wanted from me.

If Evelyn had stepped in, there was no reason to worry. Suddenly, there was the sound of many footsteps in the hallway. They looked out to see William approach the classroom in a well-tailored suit. He wore gold-rimmed glasses and moved with an air of calm grace. Behind him were a dozen elite bodyguards, as well as his personal secretary and two special assistants. It was a spectacle that drew everyone's attention. "Look, it's Mr. Kingsman!" "Why did Mr. Kingsman come to this floor all of a sudden?"

“KINGSMAN” “KINGSMAN” “KINGSMAN” Amidst the chants of the crowd, Jack was still able to keep his calm. Holding on to the weapon seen as the weapon of kings, Jack was akin to a war king. It had been so long since he last walked under the banner of his clan. How long had it been since he was last called by the name Kingsman, and not Jack? He looked calm on the outside, but his blood was boiling over. Soon he made his way over to the stage, and once he stood on it, the crowd went silent. He said nothing, nor did he do anything; however, his eyes told them everything. He may be unknown, but he was still a Lion King. His countenance, his aura, his very being was akin to that of the ruler of all b

“We need to test and make sure that you’re really changing, even though you look like you have.” “Yeah, I brought him because he’s too brainy for his own good. If someone can help us, it’s him. Although you already know he’s been helping.” King adds teasingly. “I understand, and thank you for helping me out.” “Sure, well let’s get to it, we’ll be here for a while, so you should get comfortable.” He pointedly looks at my clothes as he says this, and I look down too at my choice of clothing, black knee length leggings and a purple long-sleeved top that reaches mid thigh, and boots. Looking up, I realize I might be a little too dressy for what they have planned.

I didn’t want one. When the preparations were done, Theo and Tristian stepped back, surveying their work. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. The ceremonial black and gold suit was a testament to my lineage—strong, royal, and commanding. But today, I didn’t just see a king. I saw a male who was about to vow his life to his queen.

he smirks before crashing his lips onto mine, I mean that is what I said. A few hours pass, now the coronation was only half an hour away. Daisy was just helping me get into my dress, which was much bigger than the one I wore the other day. It was white and puffy, it had lace detailing on the bodice while the skirt was out just like a princess dress. It took us a little longer to get me in the this dress, but once I look at myself in the mirror I instantly fall in love with it. I turn thanking Daisy who just smiles, telling me we had fifteen minutes, the time is just flying by. The door knocks Grayson walking in, he smiles turning to me where he just looks me up at down smiling.