Herb King Novels & Stories

Brianna asked as she stared at the bowl of water in puzzlement. "Yes it is, your highness" The Royal physician answered her. "Why is it the color of water then?" "That is the Nature of the herb, your highness" "The herb is colorless" "No, the herb is pure red in color, but after boiling it, it changes to this" "Wow!, can I see the herb?" "Yes your highness, but not now....." "Why" "We don't have the herb now, I boiled the last one for Beta Mato, your Highness; please don't be offended, later I will make sure you see the herb"

I ask recognising him as the the guard sliced in half at the waist just to get a point through. His deep brown eyes winden as he nods and noticing how he held no paper or pen I hoped to trust his memory and quickly let him know of the things I would need. "I will need lukewarm water, clean towels and bowls. Two goldenseal with roots intact, a handful of elderberry and yarrow and the herb boneset." When I finish I turn back to the King knowing they wouldn't move a muscle if he were to refuse and I keep my chin high as if to keep my crown in place.

Henry says, Archie nods before turning around and walks out of the auditorium. Henry clears his throat before leaning forward closer to the microphone, "It seems as though someone has been spreading rumours about my girlfriend. Let me remind you that I am the King of Crawford, my father may have tolerated it but I certainly won't allow people to disrespect me and my kingdom by making unsubstantiated proof, understood?" "But your highness – "Understood!" he says loudly. Mr Williams jumps and nods, "Yes, your royal highness." "Now, everybody leaves, we will continue this meeting at a later stage," he says and he sits back into his chair.

Once the food was delivered and they had all eaten, Leonard drove the two women and Wilbur to the International Market for Herb. It was an incredibly big market that covered a thousand acres of land with countless shops and endless crowds. Leonard drove to the liveliest area and stopped before the biggest, two-story shop. He pointed at the shop and said smugly, "You see that? That's mine. It's the biggest shop for medical ingredients here." Wilbur looked up and saw the words "Royal Hall of Herb" above the entrances. Just then, Leonard got out of the car and led the others into the Royal Hall of Herb.

From an account I didn't recognize. The title read: The King's Execution: Live Coverage of Jace Kingston's Arrest. Below it, the first comment—already gathering likes—said four words that made my blood freeze. She's next. Watch.

But the family doctor, who had just entered, gasped. “The Heart Herb! This is fresh Heart Herb!” Even dried Heart Herb was rare, let alone a freshly harvested stalk. And yet Miss Amelia had one. “We’re really going to… boil it?” Amelia nodded indifferently. Mr. Cromwell, seeing the doctor’s reaction, finally asked, “What’s so special about it?” The doctor laughed in amazement: “Mr. Cromwell, you are incredibly lucky.” “This herb only exists in Serene Health Pavilion.” “A single stalk goes for 50 million at auction—and they only auction it once every five years.”

They whispered of trials and tests not of strength and endurance alone but of character, will, and even intelligence. The emperor could feel the shift in the air as he wiped the sweat from his brow, his heart racing in her chest. He glanced over at his remaining warriors. They had come this far together. They couldn’t falter now. The prince’s life was at stake, and the herb they sought was within the cave’s depths, laying wherever the echo of the water was coming from was their destination. The herb is said to possess the power to save and cure all ailments. It can even regrow broken limbs. He would retrieve it for his heir.

He's trying to control himself but I see he's annoyed. "Well. Anniin to you too dear friend. Care to acknowledge me?" I say pretending to be mad. "NanaBooZhoo, Ziigwan. You're older!" He laughs. "You're huge. Shut up." I blush, rolling my eyes. "You know, no one calls me Ogi. Just you." He states. "Why? That is not you name? Ogimaa? Ah? Right?" I ask teasing him. "No. It's not, besides everyone calls me King. You know that. Only my grandma calls me Myeengun and the Elders too."

There was silence in our living room as we sat thinking of what the morrow would bring. The time for the annual tribute had come. Every year, fifteen halfbreeds from the South, East and West were sent to the capital in the North. This was done to show loyalty to the King of the Alphas. Alpha King Alcius Thane. Unbeatable in strength and Wisdom, he was basically a god. A direct descendant of the moon goddess. A Lycan.

She tried moving closer to her, but Valerie signaled her to stop. How did the King hurt her this much huh? They had been so happy when he sent for her, but here they were, in pains. "I've gotten the herbs from the medicine man, Mistress" Anna said, holding out the bottle to her as Valerie sat on the bed. "He said you're to take three spoons of it and the pains will be gone". Valerie didn't say a word. "I'm so sorry, Mistress. I'm..." "Stop apologizing to me, Anna" Valerie suddenly cut her off.