Her King And His Queen Rings Novels & Stories

With a single flick of her finger, she dismissed the maids. “Sit,” she said. I obeyed. The luxurious sofa felt like something my body had no right to touch. My fingers clenched the fabric of my plain brown dress. The Queen noticed my unease and smiled faintly—a smile never meant to comfort. Between us sat a small table laid with fresh fruit and a teapot. Up close, I noticed the rings and necklace she wore matched those worn by the king. That was no coincidence. It was proof of an official bond. “Drink. Herbal tea. A gift from the king,” she said gently. “What do you think of my favorite building? Also a gift from the king.”

Katty resigned. "Yes honey. I came to arrest you," replied the king with a laugh. "Don't make me curious. Tell me what this is?" Katty asked again. The king did not immediately answer. He looked down and crushed Katty's lips passionately. Slowly he stepped back and then knelt in front of Katty. Katty was getting confused seeing the king's behavior. The king took out a box from his pocket. He opened the box slowly. A very beautiful blue gem ring. "I have come to propose to you. Will you be my queen?" The king asked in a definite tone with a smile. Katty covered her mouth with both hands. She almost screamed with joy.

She pulled her lips away from his, and then he took the the ring out of the box and slipped it onto her left finger. It was a little heavy but Valentina loved it nevertheless. She sat down, managing to adjust herself in her seat. Alexander picked himself up from the floor and adjusted himself too. "Thank you for performing your duties, son," King Henry said and then he held his hand out for the Queen, and she delicately put her small hand into his without any sense of emotion but out of habit. "Now let us all finally eat the delicious meal and enjoy this fine evening,” King Henry said and finally let go of the Queen's hand.

Then I heard a voice who can make my heart skip a million beats,there he was holding a ring with on knee down The ring has a purple diamond in the middle with small diamond with surrounded it giving it a shape of am rose. "I really am not good with words but all am going to ask is PLEASE WILL YOU BE MY QUEEN?)"

“That was beautiful, Ms. Lewis. Mr. Alexander King, do you take Ms. Anita Lewis as your wife?” “I do.” “Mr. Anita Lewis, do you take Mr. Alexander King as your husband?” I don't “I do.” “Do we have rings ready?” Anita looked at Lee. My father said Ken’s mother took the rings away, but it looks like the Stranger surprised her again. Lee handed me the ring. His friend gave him his wedding ring. Anita looked at the ring. The rings suited the way as if they were a genuine couple, practical yet with an eye for clean styling. Each of them had a broad platinum band to the edges, where they met a bright stripe of gold.

Till they finally got to the open field where Belladonna had thought the dragon would be but it wasn't. At that moment, the King pressed on a small red gem, carved into a ring that was around his left middle finger. Only the gem of the ring could be seen, the rest of his ring was buried into his leather black hand glove. It was glowing like one of the gems in the so called forbidden room.

“Did he choose this, too?” I asked sarcastically when I stood before the king’s lover, grabbing her left hand to have a good look at the simple gold band on her ring finger. I’d never seen it before and I would not even notice it had she not been trying her best not to draw attention to it earlier. Henry must’ve sent me these boxes of jewelry to hide the fact that he gave her a ring, something that he never did for me before. Maybe I was just overthinking it, but Henry was essentially saying that he was more committed to her than he was to me. Jade tried to pull her hand away from mine, but I held firm.

They each wore a simple but lovely circlet of gold, with small Dragon wings on either side and sculpted flames around it. The group knelt as they seated themselves on the thrones. Captain Cyros said, “Your Majesties, may I present Blade Master Kolton and Sir Braedon of the Black Knights.” After speaking, Cyros moved aside to stand near the side door. “Rise,” said the king, his voice a pleasing baritone. Randey stood along with the others, taking a closer look at the royal couple. The King was not as old as he had expected. No older than his father had been, surely. He had a strong but kindly face, set off by a closely trimmed beard. His hair was black, and his dark eyes were those of a man o

I hand it to him. King opens the bag and pulls out the silver chains. They were at a novelty store, and they're cheap metal or something and probably won't last. Once the necklaces are fully out, he can see the charms at the end. Script writing. One says KING and one QUEEN. My embarrassment grows while he stares at the necklaces. Then he lifts his head, and I watch love fill his expression. "Come here," he whispers. I'm in his arms. He holds me tightly and rocks gently from side to side. "I'll wear mine if you wear yours," he says into my hair.

he hissed. King Timodore’s laughter boomed inside the throne’s hall when he heard Drecko’s complaint. “Wanted a wife or not? Wife or money? Don’t be a tootsie roll; you parsimonious man! ” King Timodore looked at Dreckos intensely. “A wife of course my King. Hmm, can I give her at least a budget for the ring? I will say that it is your budget.” Dreckos asked wittingly. “What? I am not a cheap giver, you stingy man. Let her choose any ring suited for a Queen. Hmm, I will pay fifty percent of the ring’s price. What do you think?” asked King Timodore, who seemed to be thinking deeply.