Herb King Novelas e Histórias

For the first time I notice a faint tinge of red in his eyes. He straightens up, a smile spreading on his thin lips. “That my dear, is High lord Lucien Drakon Vire. King of all the three realms.” I nearly fall off my bed and the doctor rush to steady me. I have heard stories about the high lord, why didn’t it click when everyone kept referring him as royalty. My head spins, a new fear gripping at my chest. The man who saved me, who treated me like I was special, who spoke to me like he was my savior but I know who he is now.

"Yes, mea sponsa, but we will talk about that later, ok?" "Ok.." I say, confused by his words about our baby being an heir. I know he is wealthy, I mean, I saw his house. Which is big enough to give a whole orphanage an home. But to what is my baby an heir? I know everybody calls him the king and he lives in a castle, it all adds up like that. But I didn't really think he truly is a king of something. I mean, Windstone? What the hell is even Windstone.. I never heard from it. "I'll see you on Monday, ok?" His voice breaks my stream of thoughts.

Even Philip, whose realm had been stuck in the early stage of a half-step to the other shore, felt as if there was a slight advancement. In the next two days, Philip read all the books in the medical hall and asked Mr. Keppel about some herbal knowledge. The herb he got from Commander Graham the other day was a grade-seven herb to prolong life. This herb mostly grew in obscure places, and herbs were also divided into grades, from grade one through 11. The higher the grade, the rarer it was! Grade ten was also called the holy grade, while grade 11 only existed in legends. It was the god grade.

“I shall do so my king.” The queen left; she first started at the kitchen to ask maidens for bathing water for the king then went to the chief priest’s hut. She announced herself and he came out to meet her at the door. “ Sunrise greetings my queen, what brings you here this sunrise?” asked the chief priest “ Greetings wise one, my king has been having headaches for this past week, at first it was not bad but today it got worse” he sigh “ Do not play with the king’s health my queen, you should have come to me early we cant afford to risk his health when the prince is still in school and not ready to take over the throne yet.” He went into his hut to mix herbs for the king, he then gave it to

This would throw me ten steps back, after I've made such good progress this week, with my purposeful touches of him in innocent moments, to the lingering stares. "Oh...No, I've been told I look like her, but no, I'm not her," I scramble. I hope it's enough for her to brush off. Usually I'm seen by the public wearing royal garments, and now, my hair is pulled back and I'm wearing gear Marek provided. "Right, sorry." The girl shakes her head, flushing with embarrassment. "I'm so jealous of her, aren't you?" I flinch. "Jealous?" She leans forward over the counter, grinning. "Married to a King. And so the hottest King in all the land, aside from Tyrien, obviously."

The stress made my stomach turn and my hands became sweaty Someone hit the floor and we stopped "You are in the presence of His Majesty Romulus, the king of the werewolves and Jordan of all Jordan, the man with the staff announced I looked in front of me to see the king sitting on his royal throne, with his advisers or ministers sitting on both his sides "Enter your name and rank" commanded the same man "Herbert Henderson, Beta" "Karish Rinaldi, Jordan. "Stanlay Parker" I tried to sound confident because I had no rank

My boys will be the only true heirs to the Fae Lands. “You know very well I have no attachment to any offspring; I can barely tolerate our children. Therefore, I let you have control using my name. The only thing I must do is make my appearance. I gave you three sons and let you raise them however you see fit. As long as you let me continue to do what I like to do. I won’t interfere with your schemes.” King Herb said without a care in the world. I never met another person who can be as cruel as I am. If we did love each other, we could have taken over this world. We would have been unstoppable. But all he wants to achieve is another notch on his headboard.

Recently, King Edward Herman and Queen Mary Herman had announced the fixed marriage of their daughter to the King of Country A. Country A was the richest and most powerful nation, ruled by the formidable and ruthless King Alexander Knight, often referred to as the "God of War" for his undefeated record on the battlefield since the age of 15. Country K, in contrast, is a small and vulnerable nation, situated next to Country A. Due to continuous attacks from their powerful neighbor, the people of Country K had suffered greatly. Their resources and strength were insufficient to defend against the aggressors.

He had already sent some of the soldiers over the borders of Roxflood which were common with the Fifth Lake Kingdom. “I trust your decisions, Herbew. Besides, you have handled everything pretty well, while I was absent. I am proud of you. See, I have told you numerous times that you are born to rule the kingdom, but you never were serious. Now, what did you decide after these three months?” King asked Herbew hoping that the latter would change his decision of being a military official for the rest of his life, rather than ruling the kingdom. “Well, I… I just did what you told me.” Herbew replied honestly.

Heaving a sigh, I turn around again and stare at the sky. “Is the queen of Solar looking for the amulet?” I asked again. “Yes, it’s confirmed. It seems a lot of the clans are allies with her,” Charles explained. “Very well, she wants to take my throne. Let’s see how capable she can be,” I said through gritted teeth. I’m Nikolas, King of the Kingdom of Ciar. A ruthless king, hated by most. I’m 148 years old, and I have been mateless. My family? They all died long ago.