Novel & Cerita Harry Potter And The Kings Requiem

The king was focused to Chief Black at once. "We found this in hidden in the belongings of the crown princess, Your Majesty." Chief Black lifted his hand for everyone to see. I gasped and my throat ran dry when I saw what he was holding. It is a black little bottle with black lid. "And we found out that it indeed contains the deadly extract of the poisonous flower Lily of Morte." I felt like my whole world crumbled into ashes. I couldn't move. I couldn't speak. It felt like doom was suddenly in front, standing right before me.

Their head nodded in responds. E.J closes his eyes as he chanted. "O magic that bring life, come unto me. Hear my plea. I call upon you; Lumen phoenixous" A sudden red blinding yet soothing light appeared and encloses the seven kings. Their body lifted off from the floor ground as it settles in the mid air. A huge red hue blinding colour like a shape of phoenix wrapped the seven kings. Suddenly purple hue colours came out of their bodies. It was of Sattierre colours of magic.

Leo said making his parents nod and his mother hug him. “We will, take care of the others and don’t forget to send us some news.” His mother Queen Veronica said. We all compress together as the king and queen with Demonica stand before us as they nod. We wait as King Levero pour the potion in a bottle on the outline of the circle making it glows really bright. Demonica closes her eyes and begin to utter the incantation making the part where we all are standing glow as bright as the sun. We all cover our eyes and some just close their eyes since the light is so blinding.

He says, his voice full of pride and joy. I roll my eyes at his excited behavior, but admittedly, I'm just as excited as him. "Then with the power invested in me, I declare you King Levi Quinton Lennox and Queen Kathleen Mary Lennox." Someone places a Queen's crown on my head, declaring me the queen of Northmere. "You may kiss the bride." He announces, Levi not wasting another second. He grabs me by the waist and kisses me passionately. We both smile into the kiss, my hands curl into his wavy black hair, after a few seconds that felt like hours we come up to breathe. Turning around looking at the guests and raising our intertwined hands.

someone called from the crowd as they responded to my speech with applause and roars of approval. A loud sound resembling a fog horn blowing permeated the room and the crowd grew quiet. I watched with silent surprise as Pierre Blaise strode through the crowd. He was followed by a very irate Gondofini. “Are you really going to fall for the shenanigans of a half-breed queen?” Pierre wailed as he continued making his way to the front of the hall. “I have next to me the kingdom’s chosen magician. He was personally supported by our very king who mysteriously died after marrying this creature. Monarchs aren’t magicians. They are strong leaders of pure lineage. This imposter stands before you,

If not for the constant fear sitting inside my chest, I might have believed I'd stepped into paradise. Professor Elric eventually stopped before a pair of enormous ebony doors decorated with four intertwined crowns. He pushed them open. "The Headmaster will see you now." ... The office was quieter than yesterday. Sunlight streamed through stained-glass windows, painting colorful patterns across shelves packed with ancient books and relics. The Headmaster stood beside a large map of the continent. Lucian. Kael. Azriel. Orion. All four Crown Kings were already there. Apparently embarrassing myself in front of the strongest people at the academy was becoming a daily routine.

he said quietly, “if the Elders find out—” “They won’t,” the king replied calmly. His voice was terrifying in its control. “This ritual is forbidden,” Joe whispered. “The price—” “I know the price.” Joe swallowed hard. “It will take something from you. Something permanent.” The king didn’t hesitate. “I have already lost everything,” he said. Silence swallowed the room. Joe stepped back. The king raised his hand. The runes along the floor ignited instantly, glowing blood-red as ancient magic awakened. The candles flared higher, shadows twisting unnaturally against the walls.

The silence that followed was absolute. Slowly, Karlo turned around. The expression on his face wasn't anger, it was a completely blank, hollow, void of pure, unadulterated carnage. The ruthless king who had built an empire on blood had finally revealed his single, fatal weakness to the world. He had tried to hide his little bird, but the hunters had smelled the gold on her gown.

The steel barrels turned to shimmering silver mercury in the soldiers' hands, dripping onto the floor and merging with the pool at the base of my throne. "The King is speaking," Kael’s voice boomed through the hall’s hidden speakers, layered and ancient. "And the King does not repeat himself." Halloway fell back, his face draining of all color. He looked at the boy, then at the statue, then at the mercury rising around his boots. He realized then that the North wasn't a pack anymore. It was a god's waiting room. "Get out," Leo commanded. The humans fled, the silver doors slamming shut behind them with a thud that shook the basalt wings of the tower.

A crystal glass rested untouched beside him. His amber eyes remained fixed on a chessboard. He slowly moved a black knight forward. Across from him stood Vale, watching quietly. A hesitant knock interrupted the silence. "Enter." The steel door opened. The spy walked in. His shirt clung to his back with sweat. He had clearly run the entire way after losing sight of Kaizen. He bowed immediately. "My Chairman." Without looking up from the chessboard, the Chairman spoke. "You followed them." "Yes, sir." "And?"