Novel & Cerita Eternal Kingdom Novel

Prologue I: World Introduction This is a tale of Altruon, a magnificent kingdom from a world apart. Positioned comfortably in the south on the mid-eastern plate of Caldor, the kingdom of Altruon has seen much success throughout its time under the reign of a long line of benevolent and virtuous kings. The kings of Altruon are spoken of throughout the lands of Caldor for their fiery conviction and heroic exploits. Long have these kings reigned from Pyre, and there is a light that burns for their just and glorious governance, a flame of promise for the continuance of righteous rule.

Will King William ever be brought down? This Is the End of book 1**

He sipped a little before he continued. “Don’t worry” He assured in a much comfortable tone “Your Body is built stronger and more powerful than a mere human. Basically, you’re now an Immortal. You’re strength alone can take a battalion of monsters. Not even thousands of Giants and demons can graze you. That’s how powerful you are right now” He just stood there looking at the man. “Still won’t believe it, do you?” the old man suddenly asked. Navi, the innocent man quickly nodded in agreement.

I explained to her seriously. "What are you talking about, Bethany?" Her eyes turned sharp, giving me a dark stare. "Princess Rafaella, have you by any chance heard about your betrothed Prince talking about his royal family? Misleading you isn't my intention but you should have known a little about how his family does or what his family appears to be. The Southern Hemisphere was ruled by the Kingdom of Euratus which oddly defines shifting creatures closely in the book of history in another dimension. Not that I totally presumed it to be but the sorceress in that kingdom once required a word from me." I merely got done with my words when her head snapped and her eyes widened in shock looking

“I’m from a kingdom called Scarlett Thunder.” “I’ve never heard of it.” “You wouldn’t have. They don’t know this place–the Allied Kingdoms–exists. We’re cut off by a mountain range and a sea, and a few thousand miles of plains and rivers after that.” She rocks back on her heels, her hair falling over her shoulder as she inspects me like a research specimen. “You’re immortal, right?” “I can die. I’m dying right now, just slowly. Immortal to me just means a few centuries of life if I’m careful not to get killed or starve–”

There's still one more thing to do, to confirm if they got a sister or just a name—but I don't hope it's a sister, because it's really impossible. I have seen high walls again and I know that behind them is the kingdom of Valeria. I can also see the tall building, it just looks like a Disney castle or Hogwarts. I couldn't believe that a real kingdom was now in front of me. We entered a small entrance and immediately a beautiful lawn garden was revealed to me. I saw a stable of horses not far away and there was a man who I knew only looked like Elijah's age but he was also a thousand years old. I'm just not sure how many thousand years old Elijah is.

[Ona] [The Night Before] The message comes through at the end of our solar night, when the artificial light of our kingdom brightens with a false dawn. Here, above Terra, we use solar-powered lights to illuminate an artificial sky. It’s always a perfect spring day here in the Celestial Kingdom. It never rains or snows. The seasons never change. It is always eternally perfect. Whoever built our kingdom, whichever ancients were responsible, gifted us with something precious when they made our sky of light. Even for us children raised among the stars, it can feel harrowing to always be visibly reminded that we are surrounded by the never-ending darkness of space.

Dizziness and teary eyes overwhelmed her, and she was a complete wreck. The crowd gradually dispersed upon their King's dismissal, leaving him behind for a moment longer. His troubled gaze remained fixed on her, on her imploring eyes seeking mercy—an elusive mercy he could not grant. With a final glance, he rose, following his son Ubbe, who wore a similar troubled expression. In the face of King Ragnar's unwavering decision, Sophie turned to Aslaug, finding sorrow mirrored in her eyes. As Aslaug walked away, so did her friends Helen and Yelda, leaving Sophie utterly alone.

Their silver-blue ember glowed in the central brazier, a promise that truth and love endure beyond every trial. Author’s Note Eternal Embers was inspired by my fascination with hidden societies, the power of choice, and the alchemy of art. I hope Isabelle’s sketches and Alexander’s courage encourage you to discover then rekindle the embers within your own story. .