Gael Targaryen 소설 & 이야기

I was having none of it. “There are certainly many people in the world, with golden hairs more glittering and eye catching than mine, and more sparkling green and blue eyes. Tell me Varaeys, does that mean they are Venegan descendants?” I balanced my chin on my palms. He looked speechless as if pondering my words. “Princess Myrcella of Burrow kingdom, has bright blue eyes, and blonde hair. Are you sayimg she's a Venegan descendants? Mind you her father had blonde hair, and silvery eyes her mother has blue eyes, and dark hark.” I continued, pointing out.

“A fair question.” His gaze moved past me toward Zariah. Her shoulders stiffened instantly. “I’ve been waiting a long time to meet her.” Every protective instinct I possessed came alive. The man noticed. His amusement deepened. “Interesting.” “I asked a question.” My voice had gone colder. The stranger finally looked back at me. “My name is Victor Hale.” The name meant nothing. Apparently it meant something to Darius. I saw the exact moment recognition appeared on his face. Then came disbelief.

A weapon designed for one thing: hacking through flesh and bone with maximum force. She stopped five paces from me, her eyes—a striking, pale violet—locking onto mine. There was no hatred in her gaze. There was no anger, no malice. There was only the hollow, dead indifference of a weapon that had been pointed at a target. "Her name is Vaelen," the Arbiter announced, his voice echoing off the stone. "She is the last daughter of the House of the Whispering Crag. A lineage your grandfather hunted to the brink of extinction, Eryx."

The pendant pulsed, once, in agreement. Rael hesitated then nodded sharply. “Stay close to me.” RAEL The girl in the infirmary couldn’t have been more than sixteen. Her body arched violently against the cot, silver light leaking from her eyes and mouth like breath in winter. Two healers struggled to hold her down. Her mother sobbed in the corner, bond-thread flickering visibly between them—thin, frayed. Lyra stopped dead the moment she saw her. “I can feel her,” she whispered. “She’s drowning.”Before I could stop her, Lyra stepped forward. The silver in the room responded instantly—lights brightening, air humming. The girl’s convulsions slowed.

He walks directly towards me without an ounce of hesitation and drops elegantly into the empty chair beside mine. Up close, he smells… sweet and savory. Which is actually insane. Gael grabs a honey cake. "I've been dying to meet you," he announces around a bite. "Rhain threatened to remove Cain's tongue yesterday because he was trying so hard to describe to me how good you look in black.” My mouth falls open. The Queen Mother rubs her temple. “That is not necessary." Gael turns towards me again, his eyes sparkling wickedly. "I'm Gael. Officially the king's zeta. Unofficially, the only person keeping this palace from becoming a blood-thirsty emotional support group."

Arthur giggles hearing me say that. “I should’ve known that you won’t satisfied with me. I am the one who is missing you, I really want you to get back and pay your losing bet” he laughs so hard and I throw a pillow at him. I was hoping he’ll forget about that bet. A day after arrived in this village, he and I made a bet about who will be the first to be involved in the love affair here, at that time I held Kathy's name, while Arthur held Anneth. And now it was clear that it was Anneth who had a chance to have a scandal with Dave. My defeat required me to accept all of Arthur's orders for 3 days. I don't think it's going to be difficult, considering that Arthur also always wakes up at 1 pm s

Even with her lively and lovely looking fashion choice resembling that of a doll, her expression and posture silently screams arrogance and 'keep a mile distance' at first glance. "I-Is that—" "What's so shocking, 'big brothers'?" That annoyingly high-pitched voice, there is no way they would not recognize it. "Zelda!?" the brothers blurted in chorus. Fourteen years old Zelda is a talented mage notable for her wide knowledge in everything animal and beast-related information. She is the adopted daughter of an old mage woman who resides in the town who is renowned for her healing skills and great mystical wisdom, which she provides for the town folks free of charge. Even at her age, her maste

said the minister and walked away. Everyone roared and shouted with joy to see me as their new Alpha, it was a great responsibility , but I will prepare all my life for this and now I had to take the most important step, accept Arya as my mate and make her my Luna Queen before everyone. "Now as you all know, Arya Zanaerys Knox half wolf and half witch, princess of Zanaerys and daughter of King and Alpha Maximo Zanaerys Knox, and Queen and Luna Hannia Zanaerys Knox, is the mate of our Alpha King and today she will be crowned our Luna Queen."

He looked at Raeann then, a sorrowful expression in his eyes, "Hael's in Howling Raeann, his mate is there somewhere, and he's tearing the town apart looking for her." "Do we know the name of his mate?" Thorn asked, going straight into warrior mode, and Valenar nodded his head. Looking as though he might throw up, Valenar revealed, "Hael's mate is Maeve Raeann, your sister." Things went very fast from there. Raeann teleported herself back to Esme's cave, not surprised to see her bag already waiting at the entrance, and Thorn's mother embraced her, telling Raeann with actions what she couldn't say with words. Thorn arrived shortly after, having run in human form, and Esme bid a tearful goodby

And the air left no room for evasion. “Thalia Serenya Maeris, my lord.” My voice was soft, but not squeaky. I tried to keep it steady. “Where are you from, Thalia Serenya Maeris?” “…From one of the outer villages, my lord. The village is called Fenyérfalva.” I paused for a breath. “From House Maeris.” “Who is your beta?” “Ariad, my lord.” “Parents?” “My mother lives. My father…” I swallowed. “My father has been dead two full moons.”