Game Of The Monarch の小説・ストーリー

His harsh gaze snapped at me. I smiled and sat on the edge of the mattress, "You were saying something, His Majesty." I smirked as I spoke. He couldn't rule over me. I wasn't part of his territory. Though my feelings and the voice of my heart were the opposite of what I was doing right now. He jerked at his tie, staring at me. He unfastened his cufflinks and strode toward me. I narrowed my eyes at him, "Stop," My smile faded when I witnessed his dark smile. He shook his head, "You shouldn't do this. We are going to give them an heir," He said, intensely.

Prince Ace rarely remained within the palace, ruling his own region instead- still under the king. But he stood before me now. I bowed as perfectly as I could manage, still holding on to Sienna. Oh heavens. I have truly done it this time. “My lord, we captured these palace servants wandering here for questioning,” the vampire reported with a bow. “Yet one stands untouched,” the elderly man observed, his gaze never leaving me. “And she reeks of our monarch. Or does age now dull my senses, Your Highness?” “She must be an elite maid, Lord Aldridge,” Prince Ace replied dismissively.

"We start by opening the gates. We stop hiding the power and we start using it to fix the rot. We show them that the monarchy isn't the problem—the parasite feeding on it is." Eryx walked to the edge, standing beside me. He looked down at the valley, his profile etched against the moonlight like a statue of old gods. For the first time, he didn't look like a man burdened by his history. He looked like a King ready to reclaim his destiny. "The Elders expect us to bunker down and defend," he said, a slow, predatory smile spreading across his face. "They expect us to play the game by their rules." "Then let's break the board," I said.

Abigail asked and Zeres chuckled. "Obviously, we are bursting in with a threat. Once he gets the threat, that would impose fear into his mind and definitely. He would want to protect his throne and that is what we want. His fear would be his defeat." Zeres answered. Abigail just twisted her lips thin because she obviously did not understand what they meant by his fear would be his defeat. Will they make him scared to the point that with fear he would unknowingly succumb to defeat, or will fear make him do for sure what he isn't supposed to do and then probably, his action would be used by Zeres to dethrone him? Abigail felt an unknown headache rising. Things about monarch was really hurting

The man they were here for was the Dark Monarch of the Northern Frontier, a pillar of the nation, and one of the pinnacle figures of power in Drakonia! By establishing a relationship with the Dark Monarch, they could soar to great heights with limitless prospects! "It seems that you both have also heard the news. The Dark Monarch has been frequenting this restaurant that's popular for matchmaking lately," Matthew said with a smirk. "Looks like I'll have to keep a close watch from now on. Can't let you guys get ahead of me!"

"Alright! You know inside the society we are in, we have our own rules, our own power, own alliances, and enemies. Montenegro, you're the ones always at the top no matter how powerful we are to pull you down. But. . .the King, gave us the opportunity inside a game! Montenegro, I never knew how stupid you are when it comes to woman. You let your guard down. Inside this game, you knew you can do nothing but to gave her up, or you'll never see the sunrise again. There's still more trying to catch her, not just us. I really hope your father did see what's coming—" "What did you do to my father?!" Velenzales smiled widely. "At last you spoke! Well, he is a man with pure intentions of getting the

I asked smoothly. “He may be powerful, but he has enemies. Big ones," she says, regaining her calm and moving her queen while blocking the check. “And I don't go with shortcuts—always,” I said, sliding my rook across the board. “Check again,” I said “You’re bluffing,” Monica replied, slightly nervous. “This isn’t poker, dear. It is placing you in your proper place—only nicer." Monica hesitates and then makes a desperate pawn play. “Too bad your king is exposed. One move away,” I smiled coolly.

According to the rules set by the Flame Monarch, the position of Minor Kings rotated every five years. Those who made outstanding contributions could keep their titles, but anyone who fell short would have to fight for their place all over again. The Green King knew he wasn't particularly strong—he was painfully aware of that. And with the next year marking the fifth year, the pressure was mounting fast. So when Christopher appeared, it felt like fate. If he could heal this man before the Flame Monarch arrived with his elite doctors, the credit would be immense, and his reappointment would be virtually guaranteed.

Beatrice is always hosting one dinner after the other and Monalisa keeps attending because she and her husband will be going back to Germany soon and it will take a while before they come back. Marcus was very busy, and kept working very hard, his contribution is being felt in the Kings empire with the little games he keeps releasing, it's all to prepare the public for their main game coming out in a month time 'Splash', he has seen Monalisa a couple of times but she's always strict with her business talks and never gives him a chance to divert.

Father was talking to a messenger boy as I faced Gwen who was seriously thinking as she stared at the board on my desk. "The king." She responded. "Why?" I asked as I picked up the lonesome king. "Because the king determines if he ends the game or not." Gwen explained as I laughed. I sat down and placed the pieces and had all the pieces fall on their faces. Gwen came closer as I rearranged the pieces. "The most powerful piece in chess is the one who controls the flow of the game. In short, the player who wins." I responded as I used a pawn to checkmate the king.