Eso Blood On A King's Hands Novels & Stories

The crowd gasped and murmured, and some people backed away in horror. The priestess of the blood looked shocked and disgusted. She dropped the chalice and dagger and pointed at Bryan with an accusing finger. "This is an abomination! This is not the blood of a royal! This is the blood of a bastard!" she shouted. “Silence!” King Edric slammed his fist on the arm of his throne, almost breaking it, “Now, let the young man, Alexander take the test.” Bryan didn’t meet anyone’s gaze and he relaxed a notch when he felt Roy’s fingers slip between his.

No matter how many times he flipped those clothes none of them had red color on them neither of them were stained either. Gu Shen's eyes were unfocused for a moment before he again turned to look at his left hand which currently had red color on it. At present, his whole left hand till his wrist looked like it had been dipped into red colored paint. The color was exactly similar to blood and if someone would not notice it clearly they would think that it was blood itself. Gu Shen was the king and naturally he was sensitive with his smelling sensory organs as well. He did not panic because he already knew it was not blood and if it could have been blood it would have already evoked his mind t

He asked and walked up to her,before she could reply he tore her royal dress leaving her in underwear,she stood freely without making any attempts to cover up she had been his for five hundred years The King stared at her What a gracious body he mutters and sat on the king size bed Come and give me a lap dance that's your punishment he said and Hazel smiled,she did as told,while she was dancing the King touched her breast and proceeded to her chest when he felt two heartbeats again,why is he felt two heartbeats in women today he asked inwardly and ordered her to stop dancing What is wrong my beloved the Queen asked worriedly I felt two heartbeats instead of one he said and Hazel didn't belie

Before I can ask what he went , we are already halfway down the hallway Dizziness set in as he speeds, stopping only in front of the king. His robe is now gone . Only his dress shirt, satin pants and brown leather boots. I gasp as my eyes land on his face. It no longer has those burns scaling off. It now looks smooth. “Thanks to your blood,” he drawls as if reading my thoughts. I blink. What does he mean? The king of Ashvale drinks blood? “You drank my blood?” He brush past me , his gaze flicking to the man beside me who drops to a bow. “Get her ready for the show tonight,” he orders.

She slowly and hesitantly spread apart her nightgown exposing her whole naked body to the king. King Bloostar ran his hand through his hair as he looked down on her. He let out of good shaky couple of breaths smiling while he did so. King Bloodstar then quickly undid his shirt and took it off. Venus gasped at the sight of him. While she knew his neck was covered in scales, parts of his torso was as well. Red long, thin scales covered a part of his bicep and tricep. They were the same color as his neck. Red ombre scales.

The priest brought the dagger close to the young man's skin and he nodded imperceptibly, before the blade sank tearing the flesh. Immediately the blood began to gush and the other priest approached with the cup and placed it under the hand of Nathan who clenched it into his fist and bent it, so that the blood dripped inside the cup. At first in a continuous tinkling then, when the young king clenched his fist, in a decisive flow, until the cup was filled.

King Eric walked up to the priest and stood next to him. The priest gave King Eric a small knife. The King looked around with a satisfied smile. His eyes seemed so cruel. King Eric’s face glowed because of the reflection of the light of the great fire in front of him, making King Eric’s face look like a bloodthirsty demon. Then King Eric took a small knife from the priest’s hand and stretched his hand over the coals. Then he slashed the palm of his hand. Blood flowed from King Eric’s Palm. Miraculously, the blood made the Great fire soar even more.

Peeking up, Elina was gestured by the king to stand beside him “Huh?” She mumbled, not sure if to go ahead. Glancing to the sides. The various old men sitting didn't seem to like her. The ugly looks said it all “Go,” Miguel whispered and Elina did a told. Soon she climbed the few stairs leading up, quickly rushed to where she was supposed to stand and took her position. Surprisingly, she noticed something about the king. His hands had balled into a tight fist while resting on the armrest. Elina looked closely and saw as his skin, which had been a deep red with thick veins popping out returned to know.

He stood still beside Mira; hope was written in their eyes as he held her daughter’s hand. And then Violet cut her palm and poured her blood once again over the queen’s mouth. The mages chanted along with her. As her blood continued to spill, the flowers around us had turned red. Their heavenly scent had become stronger. Even the flower crown on the queen’s head had turned red including her lips. They were no longer pale anymore.

she said, holding her palms to each other enthusiastically, adding, "I think we will bond in the future, and you, Has the king donated his blood for you? I asked her waiting for her answer and Celine stared at her in shock, trying to comprehend the horror of the information that invaded her mind in less than a minute. Next, she said, oblivious to Selene's faint features that seemed to have seen a ghost, "You are fortunate that he did, as the only one who gave him of his blood so far is Larissa, the king does not give his blood to anyone, especially since he is the only pure blood left of our descendants..... ..»