Novel & Cerita Got Mad King Name

"Until they are proven to be dead, they will remain the kings of the dragons. Until they are found, I am not your queen!" He bows his head. "How would you like me to address you?" "Zari will do fine," I mutter. "How will we show our respect?" He asks in disbelief. "You will do as I ask and find my sons," I growl. He bows again. "Yes my—" he pauses for a moment. "Of course." I watch as he hurriedly leaves the room. "It makes them uncomfortable to address you without a title." I glance over at Mika with a raised eyebrow. "Their discomfort means nothing to me. I will not allow them to assume my son and his mate are dead," I growl.

she answered, teasing him. The man in front of her seemed taken aback by her teasing but quickly fixed his countenance. “Why would I fall in love with a violent, unladylike, and arrogant woman?” He said while uncontrollably laughing. “You adapted the insults of the nobles for me!” she said with annoyance, but Keane just laughed at her. **** Behind the trees was the King, listening to their conversation. His face was dark as he was clutching his fists.

Alpha King Caden kept his expression neutral when she said it. He was not going to get annoyed with her, he was not going to react to that. He did not want to fight with her. “Very well then, I think I have kept here long enough. Your friend must be missing you by now, have a good day Miss Roberts.” The Alpha King said to Madison who felt guilty. He was being polite for a change and she just had to go and upset him.

said the King who was still sitting on his throne. "Your Highness didn't look at him?" asked the maid. "He's fine, isn't he? There's no point in me looking at him. Harnes! Announce the birth of my son with the name Aldho, Aldho Fallmoer." The king ordered his aide who was also the chief magician of the kingdom. "Yes Your Majesty!" .. "Keep Your Highness, keep pushing," shouted someone who sounded quite close to me. "Aaaaahhhh emmmm!"

he asks me, glancing from Ben, who’s still on his knee, back to me, over and over again. “My brother!” I say, pushing the king back a bit so that Ben can stand up. Ben isn’t moving, so I reach down and grab him underneath the arm and hall him to his feet. “It’s all right, Ben,” I say. “This is His Majesty, King Maddox.” Ben makes the sign of respect by tapping his chest and keeps his head down. “It’s an honor, Sire,” he says in a respectful tone.

“Where are you going, coward?” His eyes widened. “Coward? First I was Mad King, but now I am a coward. What more do you want to call me?” I smiled. “You guess, Eli boy.” “Eli boy? You are only allowed to call me Eli. Do not add the word boy.” I smirked. “Make me, Your Majesty.”

The King on the other hand was aware of everything they said concerning me and Javier, but he didn't do anything to stop it. The three old men present let them rain down on me with insults, but they did nothing. I was angry, but I didn't show it. Javier stroked me on my back before seating on the seat reserved for him. The king finally spoke after a long moment of silence. "My dear what is your name?" "My name is Hattie my Lord" With the way Javier stared at me, it was obvious he could tell I wasn't comfortable. "I must say Javier you outdid yourself" the king praised, but Javier's face remained expressionless.

Laura didn’t like the way Madds always behaved like a teenage crush whenever it had to do with King. “Madds can you please wait outside a bit.” She said rather than asked. Knowing the type of person her cousin was. “Lu..” Maddie began. “Maddie!” Laura signaled with her eyes. “Fine. Uhmmm see you later Mr McGorrith.” She grumbled. King quickly spoke before Maddie left “You know you can always call me King.” Maddie’s mouth widened as surprise glittered in her eyes. THE KINGSTON MCGORRITH?

"You’re not thinking straight. If you storm Drogomor now, you’ll be walking into a death trap. The Mad King is expecting you to react like this.” His words stung because I knew they were true. Derek, the so-called Mad King, was a master manipulator. He thrived on chaos, and I would be playing right into his hands if I acted on impulse. But how could I not? The image of Nicolas haunted me—his laughter, his innocence, his stubbornness, his fierce determination. He was my mate, my other half, and I had failed him. The pain of the mark on my skin was nothing compared to the agony of imagining him suffering.

“I will do it” I walked out of the door and all the witches gasped when they saw Finley in my arms. “I am Elias, the King of the werewolves. You probably know the Dark Queen, the granddaughter of Beatrix. She is my mate and if she’ll have me, we plan on making sure there will be no war between the witches and the wolves. Please, blood has been spilled on both sides. I don’t want to continue to fight you, I just want to take my Queen home and make sure she’ll heal.”