Novel & Cerita Got Mad King Name

He never liked when things were out of place. “Excuse me, my lord?” “You. Don’t. Belong. Here.” The king spoke slowly; clearly the boy was an idiot. He pointed down the hallway. “Jacob, Brantley, Matthew, Jamil, Grayson, Thomas, Eryk,” he pointed at each man in turn, “and… and…” he couldn’t recall who was next. “Not you,” he went on, continuing on down the line. “Henry, Martin, Patrick, Charles, and Lawrence,” he finished smugly.

The woman asks. “My great-grandson, Prince Theodore of Werewolves. The next king,” Ronan tells her. “Well, I be a monkey’s uncle. You found Soriase and your heirs. And they are going to be Royals! How wonderful,” She smiles. “Ello, Theodore. I’m Mag, really Margerant but no one calls me that.” “I’m Teddy, no one call me Theodore,” I smile back. “What brings you here?” Mag asks, nodding at me.

Then something suddenly came to my mind, I paused and turned back; she was still there. “I just remembered something now. You said there are two Lucians, I know the beast king but I’ve never heard of the mad king. Why is he called the mad king?” I asked, curious. “Well…he has a similar reputation with Lucian as each of their wives get missing. But there's a catch, I think the mad king is more evil. He flayed one of his wives alive, her body was found in the forest. A pity, she was a pretty one.” She shook her head.

He smugly said, and mockingly looked at the Were Elder of the Dark Wood Pack – who was now clenching his jaw in annoyance because the tables were now turned briefly in just a matter of seconds. “Maybe, someone had sabotaged her, right? And the competition wouldn’t resume if this case isn’t solved yet. I don’t want to be addressed like an incompetent king. This is an order. So, whoever denies this, you make sure to end their life.” King Hades – with his most ruthless and merciless stoic voice – stated. With that, no one dared to say a single word. Everyone in the room kept their thoughts. No one ever tried to reason it out – for they knew how serious he was now.

The man was too odd. "Are you still using that ridiculous human name? What's it called?" The King snapped his fingers. "Ah, Martin. It's quite weird." Martin's cheeks grew back a richer shade of red. "It's not as bad as Terrence." The King's shoulders shook with his chuckle. "I must admit that name is a little odd too. I've grown to like it. Especially with second brother ringing it out for both our Kingdoms to hear. Humans and their weird names, but I guess they think the same about us."

Their smiles vanished upon realizing that the obsessive and tyrannical king would attend the meeting. When King Corean Shuia Eckrett, the Usurper, became the youngest king in history, he shredded his sheep’s cloth. He was never as tame as his face looks. The empire called him the rose of the continent with his astounding golden eyes and wavy chocolate hair that could launch a thousand warships. But behind those façade, he was a crazy beast. The retainers whispered their nickname for him, he was secretly known as the mad king. Though he did not harm his subjects, Rowan and Keiran could not forget how King Corean killed Queen Victoria’s only sister, Sabina, without remorse.

PIETRO’S POV . I’ve been tagged a lot of things; Beast, Reaper, Dark Prince, Killer, Monster, Psychopath, Murderer, Mad Prince, and several others. Personally, I think the term “Mad Prince” suits me best. Because only a madman can do the things I’ve done. But I’m a King now. “Mad King.” .

King Alexander stalled to look at his butler and oldest friend, Johan, for the name. “Bustlier,” Johan went, not surprised his majesty had already forgotten. “Yes, Mrs. Bustlier-” “I prefer Maddie.” The middle-aged woman with greying bangs went. “Mrs. Bustlier was my mother. And she’s long dead, thank god.” It was meant to be a joke, but it seemed to fly past both men. King Alexander only sat back to regard her. “Do you understand what your mission is, Agent Maddie?” King Alexander lifted the advertisement.

Dorin continued, “The mad king took the Ravante women against their will and forced himself on them to get silver mage children, problem is, only two, pure blooded, Ravante silver mages can have a silver mage child gifted with the silver tongue, so of course he didn’t get any. Also, most of the women killed themselves or simply died due to the torture and humiliation, but there was one who survived and gave birth to a child. He wasn’t a silver mage, though, but it was said that Elazar took care of him as his own, and that they started this University together.” “Yes, that much is true,” Mordecai said, nodding his head. “So, that Mad king just got away with the shit he did?” Johan asked, wide

this phrase made Lord Harrington mute. "It might be wiser for us to remain silent, just as we did during the reign of The Mad King. And now, we find ourselves facing King Roderick, his own son." The sighs were all over.