Novel & Cerita Gwain Saga

“You are expected, Talen Gawaine of the Concordia.” Talen waited and when they seemed at a loss, decided to prompt them. “Talen Gawaine, former King of the Concordia.” He never used the defunct title, however the puppies needed to be taught some respect, and so he maintained a bland face as he waited for them to process the information.

"Don't. I've made it clear. You were the ones who initially attacked the Hawk Eagle, and I seized your first kill. I've gained a lot. If you hadn't distracted the Blood Fiends, I wouldn't have had a chance. I'll choose one item as a reward." Sebastian insisted, and the Mage woman had to agree. Sebastian wasn't polite and directly chose the gauntlets. The properties of these gauntlets were excellent. Although he didn't use them, keeping them or selling them would be beneficial. As for the others, Sebastian wasn't interested. There was a book on spear technique for Spear practitioners, but it required the Foundation Building Realm to learn. At the current stage, it wouldn't sell for much even

Chastened by Timothy's stern warning, Ywain fell silent, his head bowed, lost in the weight of the moment. The other three elders frowned in disapproval, their eyes fixed on Ywain. Geoffrey chastised, "Ywain, Liam has been our shield on the Biskeland frontier for seven years. He led hundreds of thousands in the Pendragon War Zone, faced death countless times, and held off the armies of eight nations. He's kept our people safe. Now, he's about to get married. What's so wrong about giving him a wedding fit for a hero?"

Gwen arranged for a private meeting with the young woman under the guise of mentorship. “My dear,” Gwen said with a warm smile, “I couldn’t help but notice you during today’s event. Your beauty and charm are extraordinary. Have you ever considered working with the royal family?” Garcia, flattered and eager for new opportunities, agreed without hesitation. Gwen’s plan was already in motion. The next day, Gwen orchestrated a casual meeting between Hesperus and Garcia. The King, known for his frivolous nature, was immediately captivated by the young woman. Her fiery spirit and exotic beauty drew him in, just as Gwen had hoped.

The gorilla man follows behind, his shoulders and head grazing the edges of the door frame, before slamming the barred door shut behind him. The lock turns into place as they walk away, silence following them. I can feel the people around me, my magic calling to all of their broken pieces, but none of them dare to make a noise. And I can’t say I blame them. I roll onto my back, my knees and arms no longer having the strength to hold me up. The ache in my ribs is back with full force, deepening with every inhale, but I refuse to give them the satisfaction of my tears. Hell, if I wouldn’t give them to my jailers in Faerie, these monsters sure haven’t earned them.