Novel & Cerita English Knight

Hovering over her. "How" Kyhe opened his eyes and realized his maid was lying beneath him, in surprise he stared at her. “I was-- Only checking- On you Mr. Knight. But you- Then you-- you” Barely coming forth to be understood were her words for she was in panic, not knowing if one show cried or held it together.

But I expected it. My lips curled into a smile. “A noble sentiment,” I replied, tilting my head slightly, I added, “But unnecessary.” Jasper’s smile was beginning to strain. “And why is that?” A door at the far end of the hall opened. Heavy, measured footsteps echoed against the marble floor, filling the grand chamber with a palpable shift in energy. Gasps filled the room. Sir Langston The best knight in the empire. The man who trained the Crown Prince. A warrior whose name sent shivers through enemy ranks. And my aunt’s husband, thus family.

Arabella sighed and looked away, resting her head on her knees. Jenny sat beside her. "Are you in Knight fever?" Arabella frowned at her. "What do you mean?" Jenny smiled bitterly. "The extraordinary charm, alluring personality and masculine talks. Knights must be really god's favourite to grace them with everything." "Have you worked for them too?" Arabella was now alert. Jenny nodded.

"I'm here to---" "Do I know you?" C.C exclaimed, her eyes widening in surprise as she recognized the handsome man in their office. Mia and Lena turned to her, their faces filled with confusion. "You know this arrogant guy, C.C?" Mia asked, her voice laced with disbelief. C.C stepped closer to Onyx, who was smiling at them. "Onyx Samaniego, the fifth Knight. What's a Knight doing here?" C.C asked, her voice filled with surprise. "Y-you're a Knight?" Lena asked, her voice filled with awe. Onyx smiled at them, his eyes twinkling with amusement.

I was beyond shocked. A man in a black suit has a sharp jaw, dark eyes that looked like they did not see much that surprised them anymore. He had no smile on. I scrolled down through the headlines. Youngest billionaire in the city. CEO of Knight Holdings. Known for ruthless business decisions. Has destroyed competitors without showing any mercy. Linked to multiple corporate scandals. Untouchable. I clicked on an article. There were photos of him at galas and business events, always in black, always with the same unreadable expression. People around him in the photos stood slightly apart, the way people stand when they are not completely comfortable.

The knight answered; obviously she was asking for his name. "Sir Criston, fight with this in my honor, and may your courage be steadfast." She said calmly. The knight bent lower, receiving the ribbon with reverence. He tied it to his arm so that all might see, beaming proudly. Cheers erupted from the stands, noble ladies clapped, and even the lords exchanged knowing smiles. Micah couldn't help but feel nervous as she took her seat. Her eyes flashed in all directions, and she caught Racheal glaring at her with a puzzled look before retracting her gaze and faking a smile to hide her surprise.

“I’m just trying to help. I’m not here to steal you, sell you, or do anything you don’t want.” “I don’t trust red-haired witches,” the gnome growls. “Neither do I, mate,” Caleb agrees. Jackass. “I could take you back to Hell and release you wherever you want,” I suggest. “Or somewhere on Earth?” “I am Knight and I do not need a commoner’s help,” he tells me, holding his head high for a second, then it drops with his expression. He seems sad. “I may not have any family left, or royals to serve, but I am still a knight who is destined to fight for justice.”

the knight muttered, "This is a misunderstanding. How about you let me go so we talk this out" "Theres nothing to talk about. And i have a clear understanding of the situation" Morgan told him, "You were captured by the yetis and i for trespassing. You should know your kind is forbidden here. You Dornish pigs" "Yeah the Dornish are pigs but im not a Dornish knight" said knight. "You're a knight right? You're dressed like one" Morgan said. "Well sort of" the knight said. Morgan sighed,"You're all the same to me. You're all scum"

“I did a little research on the Green Knight,” I informed Dominic in a smug tone and he raised a brow at me. “It seems that you don’t pay attention to detail, Mr. Knight, which I find amusing for a designer. The Green giant is invincible. He survived even decapitation and rode off on his horse like a badass. It was Sir Gawain that was the prideful idiot.” “And what exactly makes you think that, Ms. Greene?”

As the sun rose, a group of people approached. In their lead was an elderly man wearing a golden robe. He wielded an illuminating two-meter-long sword with mysterious-looking patterns carved on it. Behind the elderly man were eight knights in golden robes. As the elderly man neared, many stood up and gazed at him. He was Koehler Keyes, the leader of the Knights and the wielder of Excalibur, the faith of all knights. He was also ranked second on the Elysian Ranking.