Fantasy Nobility Names Novels & Stories

I know it came out gruff, but I wasn't in the mood for half-truths or protecting me from what was going on. It seemed for the first time in my life I was about to get the whole story up front without having to go hunting for it myself. Wonders never ceased. "You noticed she renamed Meira with a prefix." Sassy head-butted my sister gently. "Hathenemeira is a mix of Haralthazar and Henemordonin, your father and grandfather." Meira's hand stroked his fur as he met her eyes. "Both noble names she can be proud of." "But me?" I caught Dad's jaw grinding as he stared at the stone floor while Sassy turned to me.

His voice jarred me from my thoughts as he patted my back. I rolled my eyes at him and turned to face him. I hadn't told him about sneaking our men into Alpha Maseno's kingdom, so how did he know? That was a question for another day. I had picked something in his sentence too, so I asked, "Since when did you grow close to that son of a demon?" He furrowed his brows at me, crossed his hands on his chest, and asked, "What do you mean?" "I mean." I walked to the couch, sat, and continued, "You just referred to that demon by his name. No alpha, no title. Are you perhaps close to him? Should I be worried?" I asked him.

They all greeted us in unison. “Our humble thanks, your majesties, for your recognition of our beloved Lily. I am Lisianthus Clearwater, and this is my wife, Lilac Clearwater. We are the Duchies family of the Fairy folk.” His bow was deep and I couldn’t help but blush again.

In addition to Iber's fiancé and a few friends, Christine also saw Nazan, a first order mage who was on good terms with Iber. Her arrival immediately livened up the entire banquet. Everyone rose to greet her, and with the exception of Mage Nazan, their attitude could be described as sycophantic. The fathers of these people were only the second sons of nobles, and the highest status they could achieve was that of a squire. Most of them were also the second children in their families, and their status was too different. You should know that there are only six barons and above in the whole of Brittany, and the Kingdom of France, one of the strongest countries on the continent, has only seventee

Mage Marcus exclaims. "We've missed your expertise, Mage Serra," Mage Thorne finally speaks up, his tone still guarded. "But may I ask how we should address you now? Will it be Mage Serra or Luna Serra?" "Hmmm, Gideon is already preparing for our renewal of vows, so after that, in public functions, you should refer to me as Luna Serra," I inform them. "But privately, while we are working, Serra is just fine." The other mages exchange glances before nodding in understanding. I can sense the excitement from them, as if they are eager to start working on something new. I smile inwardly. For sure, I will use their talents for myself.

He quickly forced a calm smile. "No, no, nothing strange. It's just… everyone knows her. Ruby is famous. The entire realm knows her. Witches, vampires, elves—everyone. She and Dark Lightning are legendary." I wasn't satisfied, but I let it go. I turned to her. "So… what name did I give you?" She lifted her head proudly and smiled. "Ruby, my Queen." Ruby. The name felt warm on my tongue. "Ruby," I repeated. "That's a beautiful name. So my strongest warriors are Theodore and Ruby. Nice combination."

Even if he got to dine with the president, and the president hung one of his paintings in his office, Zis still didn't hold much power, nor was he rich. The nobility of the Dgoldz's lay with their original family name, as Dgoldz was the name that they took on later in time. If Gianna was able to reclaim her original surname, she would be able to rise to the top of the ranks of society, but she had to have Zis' consent to be able to do so.

Meanwhile, Sylvia wished for the earth to swallow her whole. It was utterly humiliating, but she thought a person like her deserved the lowly treatment. ‘How naïve.’ The young lord suddenly appearing in front of her brought Sylvia back to her senses. “Did you not hear me, benefactor?” ‘Hold it in.’ “Ah, well … they’re … all my names, young master.” “You have three names?” he nearly shouted. “But you’re a commoner!” “They’re not like your name, young master,” she said quickly, a little annoyed about having to appease a young, arrogant noble. “My birth name is Sylvia, but my friends like to call me ‘Sylvie’.”

“Hmm.. Very regal, indeed.” “And you will be Royal Consort Akari Nikolai-Kingston.” “It has a nice ring to it.” ****

And Gia couldn’t help but think that Lonan had become like that because of Willow. “Then what do Alrix and Freya mean?” Bringing up the two little ones would lift Raven’s mood. Gia had never asked before. The corner of Raven’s lips lifted again. His eyes glanced at the rearview mirror momentarily before turning toward a luxurious apartment complex. “Alrix means a nobleman, a lord. Freya means a goddess or princess.” Raven named his children because he had also mapped out their lives to always be on top and in power. In doing so, Raven still showed his dominant nature. Gia didn’t mind as long as the names still had good meanings.