For The King 2 Cure Novels & Stories

the king asked. "of course my king, you can trust me." Reni replied. "Okay, the witches have already prepared the medicine from the seedlings of the eternal chaos Feyre brought. While the others are cultivating the plant with their magic. You can go and administer the medicine to Killian now" the king directed. "I thought you wanted to kill him?" Reni asked the king. "That was before we got the medicine, now that we have it in abundance, we will cure him" the king replied.

Exhausted, Lumina slumped into a chair three hours later, her clothes soaked in sweat and his blood. "You're stable," she breathed, watching his chest rise and fall. "You're actually sleeping. How are you sleeping through this?" She had heard the rumors. The Supreme Alpha hadn't slept properly in seven years. The 'Insomniac King,' they called him. But here he was, breathing deeply, his face finally relaxing into something that looked almost peaceful. "Seven years," she murmured, studying him. "What happened to you seven years ago?" He didn't answer. Obviously.

The King was also heartbroken that many years of practicing martial arts with her also gave birth to feelings. Jean, after recovering from her illness, also returned to the Imperial City to reunite with her sister. Sometime later, The King was calculated. Poisoned, making Mena cry until she fainted. Making Jean worried, seeing his sister like that Jean decided to bring his own secret that his parents forbade him to say. Jean's blood can cure poison, Mena knew and asked Jean to cure the King. After the poison was cured, Mena and Jean were both suspected, because this poison does not have an antidote that can be cured.

he worriedly said as he looked at Clad. “Shit, I am not done yet.” A number of footsteps were then heard coming not so far from where they were. ‘Ah, the reinforcements…’ Looking at Alex, he motioned his head to let him know that they had to go. “But how about him? ” He asked, pointing at Orlando. … “The king has arrived!! ” Declared by the guard as the king of Voneveir, King Allan, made an appearance with his body fully equipped with armor. “Where are they?”

Who knows if he's not a fraudulent person like the others. The native doctor entered. Native doctor: Kaaabiyesi ooo Otun: Young man!! Rise up. The king is greeting you too. King Aderoju: Yes!! I was told you have an answer to my question but I haven't told you the question yet? The native doctor laughed. Native doctor: hahaha!! Kábíyèsí!! I see a curse on your forehead, a curse that brings with it the drastic fall of you and your subjects.

“Yes, this kingdom is a curse. The king found out all about it. When he went to see another seer… after the one here died. And the seer confirmed it. There’s a curse on our lands. That’s what’s been causing all the deaths.” My heart was racing. “So… what’s the cure?” She hesitated. “Anna… what’s the cure?” Her eyes filled with tears. Her lips trembled. “Speak to me!” I demanded and she shook her head. “I can’t!” She said slowly, tears running down her eyes. I lifted my hands to meet her. “Please..” She hesitated then her lips finally parted.“The only way to lift the curse… is to kill you.”

I sigh. "Yeah karma's a bitch that way," she remarks. "I made a deal with her when she reversed the fertility spell that if she told me how to remove the curse then I'd allow her back into the territory." "And?" "She agreed. I took the cure after I told Kaine about my past," I sigh. "How long until your power is fully restored?" I shrug. "A few days? A few weeks? I'm not really sure." She nods thoughtfully. "I'm curious to see exactly what you can do at full strength."

I looked at her and her eyes were twinkling while I felt an overwhelming presence around me. “I curse you Denver, in seven days time from now, you will lose your powers and there will be no way to get them back unless you seek the forgiveness of someone you hurt. I curse you as the queen of this kingdom that you destroyed and I curse you with the innocent blood of my people that you killed” the queen said to me and once she finished speaking, the dark clouds vanished and her eyes were back to normal. I watched her dumbfoundedly and she smiled at me this time before she pulled a long hairpin from her hair and met my eyes hard on.

“I said what I said.” We strode through the palace corridors like a pair of bloody war gods—mud on our boots, battle-smoke in our cloaks, and murder in our eyes. Servants scattered like frightened pigeons. I didn’t even bother hiding my exhaustion or the bloodstains dried into my sleeves. Inside the healing hall, the King lay pale and unmoving, wrapped in layers of enchanted cloth. The curse had been eating him slowly, thread by thread. His lips were dark, veins pulsing with black tendrils of corrupted mana.

****Kingdom of Kuragari **** The king turned on his bed, the frown on his face manifesting into his illusion. A frown was plastered on his face as he saw Rowan come in, standing by the entrance of the throne room. "Step forward.” The King ordered, his frown deepening. Rowan did. Then, the doors shut behind them with a slam. The king looked around. This scene was familiar, scratching at a fragment of his memory.