For King And Country Wife Dies Novels & Stories

“My first wife, bless her soul, could do it when she was alive… trace magic, or people, by touching something of theirs.” A pause, where he collected himself. A weary sigh. He must have loved his wife—was probably missing her. How had she died again? I bit my lower lip when I remembered Peter had mentioned the King killing his wife, something that had sparked the war. Could it be true, though? The sorrow that crossed the King’s eyes as he mentioned her argued against it. “My men are yet to burn the beast,” he continued gently. “Maybe if you touch it, you can know something about it?” His eyes were hopeful.

Nathan felt his face moisten as tears began to pour, likewise Adriana. There were no words but they could feel their hearts sing. Always and forever!, It said. The gunshot was heard and a body drop to the ground. Rodriguez's wife held on to the gun in her hands shakingly and tried to comprehend what she had done. "No...." She rushed to her husband trying every means possible to resuscitate him but all means proved abortive. "I killed him, I killed him!" She kept on repeating and put the gun to her head. Bang! Her body dropped right on top of his.

I could sense the tension in the air as he struggled to regain his composure. "You aren't late, King Death. You're on time. Who's this beautiful lady beside you? Is she your wife you're talking about?" I asked and acted like I didn't know that Felicia was his wife. The wife plastered an evil grin, and it made me think that she was like Sarah. "She's not my wife." King Death only uttered this, dismissing the idea of introducing her to us. The woman scoffed before she flipped her hair and gave me a nasty grin.

"Mike. Me not saying it won't make it go away. I am going to die. Whether I say it or not" Michael linked his hand with the king's. "Have you told her?" "Told who?" Michael bit his lip. "Her. Your wife have you told her about your death?" The king shook his head. His other hand caressing Michael's face. "She deserves to know. She's your wife" The king sighed. "Can we not talk about her." Michael was the one to shake his head now. "Not talking about her does not make her disappear. You married her. Meaning she is part of your life. Even if you married her for an heir. "

" She is dead! Nobody would mention her name, do you understand me? " Dead? Royalty's brows pinched in shock. Very displeased, he frowned dangerously and balled his fist. " Grandmother, what do you mean my wife is dead? " " Oh! Didn't you know? She jumped from the bridge and committed suicide_ " Now that she is gone, you'd take a new wife_" " Ciara! "

I never stepped in blood, as for the rest. Oh yes, my wife escaped and killed His Majesty. What a tragedy. King Rudolph was dead. Long live King Alexander.

they all walked back towards the palace of the king, it was a long distance and he was surprised that her wife did not speak a word to him or to anyone else, but she walked as one who had never fell sick before, they arrived days later without a day sleep to the palace, there when the securitys of the palace asked what they wanted, the woman opened her mouth to speak and she fell and died on the spot, because she was sick and had exhausted all her strength to reach where they were, her death angered the gartering, and they attacked the guards at the palace gate, the guards tried and when it was obvious that the women was going to cause damage they arrested them and locked all of them up as w

he asked his friends. "Oh." Ruvyn sighed, staring sadly at the portrait. "Kythaela," he mumbled. "She was a princess, the king's wife," Nieven said. "She was?" Jimmy furrowed. "She died five years ago." the healer sighed. "She left the king broken as he had never been." "How did she die?" "A curse." the wizard answered. "The enemy brought the most famous wizards of the kingdom to gather their forces and make the most dangerous curse to attack the king."

I slowly slipped my drink. "She's not the woman you married anymore, Caleb," Ava continued, her voice even. "Maybe she never was. But whoever she was in this house, that version of her is gone. The woman on those news screens?" She shook her head slowly. "That woman would never come back to Willow Creek." I knew she was right. I’d known it the moment I saw the photo in the headline. But knowing something and accepting it were two entirely different countries, separated by a long, uncomfortable distance.

Many whispered but no one knew what happened to the Marquess's sudden death. The king immediately commanded the noble faction to conduct a discreet investigation and all of it led to the former coachman of the Zoliel Household. The king's royal knights led by the royal guard's captain found a tongue-less criminal and were immediately prosecuted since all the latter could do was shook his head and cry.