Novel & Cerita Got Who Is The Mad King

“They can’t do that, Maddie. I am the King. I am the Alpha. I am the one who decides if she is set free or not. They can only argue about the punishment I chose.” I was sure they were going to do that. Kendrick loved my mother because she always did as he told her to do. She would convince my father to make decisions based on what Kendrick had said. One of the reasons Kendrick didn’t like me was because I refused to listen to him and my mother after I took over the Kingdom. My mother tried to persuade me to make changes Kendrick was suggesting, but I shut her down immediately. Kendrick didn’t like that. He lost a lot of power after I became the King. “Okay,” Maddie said quietly.

“I’m not marrying you, and you can’t make me you piece of shit.” “Is that right?” Again there was no anger in his voice. Just a kind of cold delight that sent a shiver of fear through me. He was too calm. And when men like him turned icy calm , bad things usually happened. “That’s right.” Fuck it, what could he do to me? Kill me? He’d already kidnapped me and held me prisoner. “I would rather die than marry you.” “Would you rather they die as well?” He asked softly. Confused my head jerked up. “What-“

Always behind, and just behind. “But such place won’t be in your hands forever. Such glory is meant to fade. The respect and privileges would soon be gone the moment you become incompetent or useless. And more often than not, Kings are just mere figureheads...” I knew it. He would just be glorifying whatever position the other females in our family has. “The true power and glory, lies on who has made a mere human a king.” Nepotism? “Their advisers, the one who controls the strings – the Kingmaker.”

"And Aris—or Daphne—don't wait for the next summit to show your hand. The world is much more fun when you have the right partner to explore with." I watched him walk away, the night air finally feeling clear. The thieves were in cells, the crown was back on the rightful head, and for the first time in three years, the road ahead wasn't a steep decline with broken brakes. It was wide open.

He simply nodded. "Have you had breakfast?" He asked and I shook my head. "Alright, I'll leave you to quickly do that. I just wanted to give something to you. I received an invitation letter from Marcus," he stated, and I furrowed my brows. "Marcus?" I asked in a whisper. "Marcus Taylor?" I threw him a questioning look, and he beamed at me, causing me to gasp. "If I am right, then he is the youngest son of the Moon Hunter pack?" I confirmed and he nodded briefly.

They deserve nothing but blood and death. "The King has given an order. W.O.L.F works for the King. We will not be halted," a male voice says, and we look at the blacked out W.O.L.F agent. "I understand. I am just wondering if Atticus will regret this order later. He is extremely upset right now and is giving his first order as our new King," Logan says, and we twitch a little.

My heart leaps to my throat. “We'll have to—” Suddenly, there's commotion in the hall. The girls gasp, murmurs erupt, and some make happy squeals. Man in charge—fuck it, we'll call him little man, for now—momentarily forgets me and turns in the direction of the noise. My chest is still heaving from the exertion I put my poor heart to as Rhea squeezes my hand reassuringly. “Girl, that was close,” she whispers. “Your highness! You shouldn't be here! Gods!” It's the alarm in little man’s voice that has me spinning, laying my eyes on the rumored ‘Mad Prince.’

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.

The lives of our people, your people, and the future will depend on it," she said and smiled at me. "Why is the mad king so stupid and wicked?" I asked, and she chuckled. "He believes he is doing the right thing. He, too, does not want to sacrifice to the Dark anymore; he does not want to answer to its dark powers anymore. He is aware that we have been cheated, and a born alpha is almost impossible. He is simply trying to make the impossible possible. By becoming an Alpha and a king of kings, he plans and hopes to bring about the promised Era. Stasia, on the other hand, I can't say her reasons." She said. I had always known that villains believed they were heroes, too. It was sad to learn th