Gulity Crown Novels & Stories

They said the Saint had awoken. Inside the grand temple, Elysia waited behind the doors. Her body still ached from the ceremony. The burn beneath her skin had quieted, but the gold in her veins refused to fade; it shimmered faintly through the thin linen of her sleeves. Attendants moved around her in silence, adjusting the folds of her robe. The fabric was white and impossibly soft, threaded with dust-fine strands of gold that caught each movement like flame. When they set the crystal circlet upon her head, the weight of it pressed against her temples like a crown of heat.

A woman who's wearing a white gown said. "You should be, do everything to make her alright. I have high expectations!" Deimos said with a cold tone of voice. "Yes, your highness…" The two of them responded. Two of them check Katara, while waiting. Evans gives the crown prince a tea to calm down. He seems so worried about her. "I think Mistress Heldigard will be fine, so you can rest assured your highness." Evan says it's the first time for him to watch the crown prince get worried to another person other side of his siblings.

I follow the direction in which he reaches, turning backwards to see – And I gasp when I see another velvet pillow, and on top of it – A teeny tiny golden crown, just a little precious circlet unadorned by any jewels, just big enough for a baby’s head –

A dumb reason to be annoyed but who cared anymore? I stared into Dustin’s eyes as he approached. He stopped beside me and turned away, his hands resting on the railing. My gaze dropped to his stiff shoulders under the white button-down shirt he was wearing. His coat was nowhere in sight. He seemed to have ended the party before it began. Slowly, my gaze rose to his head where a big crown rested. Golden in color and adorned with tiny blue jewels. Unlike me, his crown didn’t even budge as he turned his head to look at me. This reminded me of what Eliana had said—the crown never wavers if you have the will to hold it and those who don’t want it, the crown doesn’t want them either.

Everyone elegantly adjusted their luxurious attire, eagerly watching the doors of the hall. Standing at the back of the crowd, the first thing I saw was the incredibly shiny crown. It was a crown made of nothing but rubies and gold. Under the illumination of the crystal chandeliers, it was so magnificent that it was unbelievable. The central ruby on the crown was as large as a stone. The light it reflected exuded a fiery hue.

I suppressed the chuckle that threatened to slip past my lips. Kaizen was seated at the head of the table, his regal presence commanding the attention of everyone in the room. The crown on his head caught my attention. The crown was a work of art, crafted from the finest gold and adorned with intricate designs and precious stones. As he turned his head, the light caught the jewels, sending shimmering beams of color cascading around the room. The crown fitted him perfectly, the metal curved to fit the contours of his skull, the weight distributed evenly across his brow. He looked up as I entered and called out to me, beckoning me to come and sit next to him. I felt a wave of anger rise within

And there was going to be butchery enough here. The crown was called so on account of the six retractable bolts affixed to its metal headband. Geraldine watched the rookie place it around Eddie’s temple. It was a one-size-fits-all apparatus, so little maneuvering was required. The five of them returned to the cabinet, faced it, and saw the five red switches along its lower sill.

But he had left something behind. In the center of the square, on the altar where the rejection had happened, was a new item. A crown made of silver-glass and black fire. "The Crown of the Eleventh Cycle," the Chronicler’s voice whispered from the air. "The one Jackson was trying to forge with your son’s light." Eryx walked to the crown, his crimson eyes narrowing. "What do we do with it, Darlene?"

The crowner walked towards us and bowed to both of us. "As of today, I have been invited by the Alpha to do what my ancestors have always done and has been passed down to me over the years." The crowner began and signaled to his servant to bring the crown which was made of raw gold and was glittering even in the dark while it rested on the pillow. "Finally, my girl is turning into a woman." Nolly laughed out loud. "And that is why I will ask this question to everyone standing right here." The crowner looked around.

“Let’s finish you up. It’s almost time. Even in her early forties, Anna is good at applying makeup. She dabs some finishing touches of makeup before she puts on my jewelry. I touch the intricate carving of the pendant. It is shaped like a spiral that is adorned with thirty diamonds. At the center of the spiral is a bigger diamond than the rest with the purest color of diamond I have ever seen. There were three knocks on the door. Three knocks meant that the person was a royal guard. Anna excuses herself and heads for the door. “Your Highness, the King was just checking to see if you’re all set up for your coronation,” General Silverstone stands on the doorway and bows. “Shortly, General Silv