Harry Potter Fanfiction Queen Elizabeth Ii นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Possibly. Any situation or person they cannot control is a threat. And Warren doesn’t even pay attention to the Pope. I couldn’t blame him. He grew up watching his father kill for fun. Harry wanted to educate him in his image, but the shot backfired. He never believed that his son was stronger than him and that his ethics were so ingrained in him. For any father that would be a pride, but in my brother’s sadistic head... that is not a compliment.” Then he said, “Why are you asking about Warren? Since we have been together, you have never asked about my family and even less about my nephew.” I scratched the bridge of my nose and said, “Warren is Emma’s mate. We know this because Pisces summo

he thundered, his powerful voice shaking the very stone pillars of the hall. “How dare I?” My voice rose instantly to match the volume of his, fueled by every lash, every slap, and every terrible night I had spent cold and starving. “Tell me honestly, Your Majesty—have you ever once bothered to ask how your… servant girl is actually doing? Have you ever wondered whether I’ve even managed to eat this entire week? If I have shoes without large holes? If I sleep on straw so filthy it clings disgustingly to my skin? Meanwhile, your real son sleeps comfortably on silk and velvet.” Queen Elizabeth instantly gasped sharply, clutching tightly at her pearls. Vera leaned forward with great interest, h

I am utterly in awe of the beautiful creature in front of me. “Our mate.” Rohan mutters dreamily. “Our queen.” I agree.

Also telling them to start an investigation, there had been an attempt on the Queen's life. It was only early afternoon, I had forgotten all about lunch with Petra and she was probably already back in her class now. I didn’t feel like it anyway, there was no way I could fake a smile, not right now. I got up from the bed and made my way out of my chambers, still with smeared blood on me and still, in the same shirt, Hunji put on me. ‘Run?’ I asked Inanna. ‘Yes, run’ she said. It was the only way I knew how to work through these feelings that were wracking through me.

The heavy implication wasn’t lost on me, especially when she called me ‘Queen’, saying she’s here for when I’m ready to open up about everything before retiring for the night. I was left with my jaw on the ground, but I shook myself out of it and scoffed, mumbling that’s never going to happen because I’m sick of talking about my abuse thanks to those meetings. Never fucking helped me, so what’s the point? Plus, this Queen shit is getting real old. Another thing that’s never going to happen. I see she’s just as delusional as the others, but at least she’s nice and kind enough to let us stay here. Plus, I could learn a little more about my mother before it’s my time to physically meet her when

Elizabeth was determined and refused to use her powers according to the Queen. The Queen sighed and exhaled deeply before returning her head to Elizabeth and letting a chuckle escape, "oh my! What a brat? Before coming to any conclusion, you must think about your brother too." She said, "He is dead! And it is good that he is dead. He was just a carbon copy of yours and this world doesn't need more vampires like you." Elizabeth scrunched her brows and shut her eyes to avoid the queen's gaze. She knew that the Queen would hypnotize her and make her revive those dead humans.

I stood there, seething as Hazel continued to pick up a fight with the tall blond guard, Rupin, while The other two guards And other staff watched the scene in front of them. "What's going on here?" Ah. The dark Queen finally decided to ascend. "Mrs Shane," the guards immediately said and turned to face her. Elizabeth stared at us, her lips upturned in a half smile while her eyes glint with evil amusement. She enjoyed it. Well, let her enjoy it as long as she can. "Why didn't you let her in?" "She didn't tell us who it is that she wants to see. Also, you ..uh, you asked us not to let anyone in, specifically, two wom..."

“You would like her. She ruled a great kingdom called England when she was only twenty-five, and like what nearly happened to me, her father had her mother killed. If you’re telling me, our only hope for our kingdom is to marry quickly and lean upon a husband for support, I say Queen Elizabeth proves that isn’t the case.” “Is her kingdom near? I’d like to meet this Elizabeth.” “No, it’s very, very far away, (several hundred years in the future to be exact) but she’s always been an inspiration to me, so let’s not admit defeat before the battle even starts, ok?” “Perhaps you are right. I should not betray my beliefs out of fear of what might happen. You certainly are your mother’s daughter.” “

I heard another elder ask, as the murmuring grew louder so Harry could hear them. "No one dares to question his majesty or her highness. Leave now, unless you want to be tortured!" Harry roared at them, and some still stubbornly asked Harry, "But his majesty just told us now that he needs a dragon mate. Is his queen not a dragon too? What's going on in the royal palace?" "Guards!! Get me my iron whip!" Harry roared out, and not one more question was asked. All the elders started running away, knowing that Harry was ruthless. The field became silent as the crowds all went back home.

I greeted, taking a step forward. Elizabeth is the mother of King Desmond whom everyone referred to as Queen Liz. She’s one of those people who was known all over the kingdom for defying fate as she’s the former king – King Frowell’s chosen mate. King Frowell and Queen Liz were childhood sweethearts and fell for each other dearly. Their love story was very popular in the kingdom as they went through a lot of hardships many opposed them being together at first considering she wasn’t King Frowell’s fated mate but they still managed to be together.