Fantasy Nobles Novels & Stories

I watched them through the ajar door to see the kings sitting around the large table. The scent of roasted meat and spiced wine hung heavy in the air, a grotesque celebration of power. And I—dressed in red silk that clung to my skin and exposed my body to them once again. I just had to walk among them, smiling. Pretending. I'll be tossed to the last king then I would my revenge to everyone. And then came his name. Alejandro— The thought seized in my throat. I couldn’t say it. Couldn’t breathe it. Couldn’t even finish the syllable in my mind. It sat there, sharp and unspoken, stabbing me quietly from the inside.

Nelson took a slow drag from his pipe and said, "Kid, I just asked around but didn't expect a crowd. They all came to help, not asking for a dime." I gestured to the planks behind me, "Just turn them into some makeshift bows and arrows, that'll do." Despite their confusion, the folks eyed the old-timey planks and got to work, led by a few eager beavers. Nelson sat by me, puffing away in silence. "Wooden armor, huh? Only someone extraordinary could rock that getup." …… Jim was extraordinary, alright. He was the general of my infant spirits army. I had armed him with a bow and many arrows, and as twilight fell, I suited him up in the armor myself.

“We know what you are. I can’t believe that four of the most powerful Nobles in the world got mated to a weak little Proselyte from the trenches, whom no one can recall her parents because they are Nobodies.” Trenches? Oh. She must have visited Dani’s former home, and since I'm bearing Dani’s late daughter's name and surname, they must have assumed Dani is my mother. “You’re nowhere near the princes’ caliber, and you’ll just get yourself killed trying to pretend otherwise,” Angry Bird emphasizes as if she wouldn’t gleefully kill me herself this second but for fear of the princes and repercussions of such action. “Nobles like you are destined to beg alms on the streets and shit like that. Any

The contract was quickly completed. The chieftain smiled warmly at us and said, "Alright, now that the contracts are done, you may each return to your places. As for the other males, please don't be discouraged. You still have the chance to become their mates if you can win the favor of these females." They looked slightly relieved to hear that. Their gaze was burning as they looked at me and Autumn. The white tiger priest glared at them as he stepped in front of me to shield me from them.

“As you’ve witnessed in our months of cuddling here in this lovely room, not all Wielders are given the ability to brew enchanted potions. In fact, most of you would’ve doubted that we’re doing something magical, because all you’ve done and will be doing are brewing, mixing, blending.” Z barely listened, and even if she willed herself to, she doubted she’d get anything. Her voice was just way too deep and groggy Z was unable to discern whether she was a girl or not. What shocked her more, though, was the fact that almost all of the Nobles were listening so intently as though their lives depended on it.

Persuading her would take a lot of time. However, as she remembered Selena's last word, she jolted. Guards in nobles' mansion couldn't be a member of knight order. Those official knights were mostly nobles, so that was understandable then. Even the noble title was determined by strength. Once a noble household failed to produce an eligible knight, their nobility would be revoked. But given the privilege and resource they enjoyed, it wouldn't be hard to produce one. Asteria just realized that without getting help from both Elias and Asher, that goal of hers would be beyond reach. This was practically a pie falling into her lap from the sky.

The large bed swallows have the space, making it impossible to be aware of anything else. "How could I, when even I didn't know?" He kicks his legs out so he's sitting on the edge of the bed, resting the book on his bedside table. I fold my arms over my chest, fingers drumming against my ribs. "Who is he?" "A Noble, from a far away land. I wouldn't worry yourself, he will not be here for very long," Hale muses dismissively. My eyes narrow. "Can he kill me?" I ask. His eyes glisten, a dimple creasing in his cheek as he smiles. "Conceivably, anyone can."

Wilhelm, on the other hand, observed the people around until he heard something unusual Good thing - that Nigel took the clothes of the nobles he had taken the token from and wore them together with Wilhelm. They wore them in the middle of the forest with many trees earlier "It's about the servants buying, we should 'fuel the fire' inside the Holand and there's only small amount of slaves to be bought later this night," "But the bid was too high enough and only for known nobles, we as the secondary faction will only step aside after they have already bought some,"

She giggled, squeezing her arms tighter around Kylan. Well, I was. But there wasn’t really a point in explaining to a three-year-old that I was supposed to be the future high priestess and the queen of the Common Lands, but her daddy fucked it all up, now was there? Now I found myself wondering—where were the last nobles of the Common Lands? As distant as they were, they were technically still family. Due to their status, it would make sense for them to be around here somewhere, but I hadn’t seen them.

(Governess Countess Jelina) Right both of the ex Alemia Nobles, were racking their brains to figure out how to make the scene larger that it already is. As far as they know, the nobles that owned any bandit groups has never dared to attacked Aeternum claimed waters at all, sure if there is a connections there, such incidents will surely be appropriate enough to be used as the propaganda materials. But unlike them, me and the rest of the ministers, our brains doesn’t worked the same as any of them, because when it comes to scheming something, we are probably the most devious planner in Fantasma.