Every Queen Needs A King の小説・ストーリー

The room, with its classic furnishings and muted colour palette, provides a backdrop to the familial clash. I shake my head, a subtle defiance in my gesture. "Yes, I am a king, Dad, but I don't want some trophy wife who will sit beside me on the throne with no brain. I need a real woman, father," I assert, the determination in my voice resonating against the opulence of the surroundings. My father sighs, a gesture that carries the weight of parental concern. "Look, Henry, get yourself a real woman, but do it quickly before I put your brother as a temporary king."

Seeing the smile on the lady's face she felt happy. In the past when he looked at her father and mother worrying, carrying and doing everything they can to help their people or citizen she used to think it was her mother and father's duty as King and Queen of the country. But today she is the Queen, helping her people she felt a different type of happiness and satisfaction. Her mother used to say her that a Queen is like the mother of a kingdom's people while a king is the father of the kingdom's people. They have to do everything to keep their citizens happy. They also have to think about their basic needs all the thing.

Ophelia, the witch queen entreated. Cursing mentally, I sighed and powered up my laptop. Allucard and Roman were online too. A conference call like this most times indicated another fucking problem in the realms. Whoever said that being a king was easy, obviously lied. Because ruling was never about ordering people around. Being King or Queen meant securing the welfare of our people in all aspects and ensuring that officers, ministers, and others were doing their jobs and not abusing the system. “Greetings comrades,” I hailed, despite my agitated mood.

"We can help you. We will always look for the good of this kingdom, Your Majesty." This idiot was making me smile. He can try harder if he badly wants to have a new king. If he was desperate, he could hire a well-trained assassin. “Without a queen by your side but only an heir, the people will not be at ease. They want a solid foundation, Your Majesty. We assure you that we are doing our best in pacifying them, but their clamor remains the same. A queen and an heir. For this kingdom.” The people will not be at ease, but these assholes will be celebrating. If I fail to give what they want, their puppet king will be taking my throne from me.

"It's a good thing for me anyway. I can just use this opportunity to get some much needed sleep. I've been so stressed, I need the rest and---" Baski came to her front and hugged her close. "It's okay to feel bad, Danika. No one ever gets used to the bitter fact that a man who was supposed to be hers, is in the company of another woman." Danika swiped the tears away. "The king is not mine." "You're right, he isn't. You are not the only woman the king has. Several mistresses and slaves belong to the king, but a King belongs to his Queen."

Being the queen was almost as dangerous as being the king because they see the queen as the weakness of the king and believed killing the queen would destabilize the king. That was why most kings settled for contract marriage instead of crowning the women they love. They found an absolute stranger to take that position so they wouldn't be fazed when the queen is killed. How complicated, but that was how it worked down here. Derek tilted his head slightly to the side. “And what are your conditions?” He asked, ignoring the man's speech.

She snared loudly and turned to leave when Elder Tyrrell spoke. " We invited you for something else actually " How dare he speak after banishing her son and causing his death? Rita turned back to them wondering what he meant. " Elder Tyrrell is right, there's something more" Elder Maddox told her and the others agreed with a nod as usual before he continued speaking. "As we all know, the new king doesn't have a luna yet but it is the law that the king must take the throne with a wife, the queen. There's no king without a queen in the history of Baridoki and his case will not be different.

It was about something far more unsettling. A king who had not grown soft. A queen who knew how to rule.

"If that's the case, why don't you just look for a king? You have been alone for too long and your palace has been lonely for too long. I think getting to this point is certainly not something that would really be very good and I am also sure that whatever you have decided is not something you should do. Queen Alanna, you can't always be queen alone because there are times when you also have to have offspring from a king to continue being a guest in this palace. If you get sick or even die, who will take over your kingdom? You have to think about all this carefully and you also have to straighten everything out because after all Christianity must have a very real figure of a king and success

“Alphas. Betas. Gammas. War leaders. Men of ambition.” A parchment rustles. “Here is a list, Your Majesty,” the elder continues. “Each one vetted, loyal, and strong. Any of them would rule well beside her.” Beside me. They mean over me. “The best among them”, Kaelros adds, “can be selected. He will become king. She will fulfill her duty as queen.” Then one elder speaks—a voice sharp as a blade, slick with venom. “In truth, Your Majesty,” he sneers, “the princess should be grateful. Without a mate, she is nothing. No purpose. A female with power but no man to contain it is a threat—to herself and to the kingdom.”