Herb King Novels & Stories

He continued, "Maybe the King will stop this ridiculous competition when he finds out." "More likely he will make her compete to prove herself." I sneered knowing better than to get my hopes up. The King had his heart set on a competition to select the most viable mate. "I'm not going to have my mate fight for me, she's mine and I'm hers."

The herbs found in her system prevent women from getting pregnant. King's heart skipped a beat. “What do you mean?” The herbs he gave the cook were only meant to get her pregnant! Right when he had that thought, he felt a presence in his mind. One that belonged to none other than his mate, Ivy! ‘What herbs, King?’ he heard in his mind causing his eyes to fly towards the bed, where he froze when he saw a pair of blue eyes staring back at him.

“Amm… there is no source for growing all the exotic herbs, rice, and spices in the South and the West. Also, there are no durable hardwood trees that grow due to extreme weather conditions for more than half a year, which will put them in a severe dearth of essential resources to survive.” “Oh, great why dont we stop the supplies immediately. Effective from today, especially the medicinal herbs.” I say looking at the King before me. Their expressions turn sour, as their eyes fill with rage. Now, that’s what you get to look down upon me. “You won't do it, you cant do it.”, King Martin scrambles on his feet before me, towering over me with his six feet stature. “Why do you think I cant do it,

"She's a herbalist. She works with all forms of herbs and she has helped many a person, ranging from snake bites to epilepsies. Most importantly, she's a visionary, a seer. So with these two attributes, I'm quite positive something good will come out of it." "Who is this woman?" At this point, I would grasp at anything to help bring back my husband back to life, once more. "The late king knows about her. She helped him in the affairs of the town." "But. . . how, though?" I was confused as to how she could have helped the king. Maybe she treated the high chiefs who had some diseases? "She's my mother. She made this last statement with pride. She looked like a peacock spreading it's wings prou

killed them, these men were at the leaders Congress and had supported the decree against youths, the list was given to them during the meetings at Adewuyi 's palace. The news of their death was a shock on the kingdom where they had left for the party, and everyday another leader died, though investigation had began, yet know one could bring any reasonable result, she had killed them without a trace or any one knowing how they actually died, it was not long before all kingdoms had realized that the attack was on leaders, and soon there was a hit on a king, who was assassinated on his bed, he was killed in his sleeps, the death of the King was taking serious, how could a king also be murdered

“Yes. Of course, it would be better if we could find a few more.” “Understood.” Kai sent the Companion Herb back to the car first before he took the other subordinates with him to continue digging around. This time, they searched both the ground and the branches on the trees carefully. However, it was still the same as before; nothing could be found. Kai could not help but sigh and said, “It’s really difficult to find this herb, but we have a great harvest this time. At least, we won’t be returning without success. This herb will be enough as long as it can be used to detoxify Master Harry.”

After we had organised King Edward's living arrangement, I called Leeana so she would join me to pick herbs. Christopher feared for my safety because of what happened the last time, so he ordered some of his men to accompany us. I told him I would be fine, but he refused to listen. Aaron was a strong enemy, and Christopher did not want surprises. Leeana and I spent hours looking for the right herb in the woods. When we were done, we returned to the bungalow and used the kitchen to prepare the herbs. I sent the King's medication to the lab to have it tested for poison.

Beta O'Horan approached him with caution, his steps muffled by the thick carpet underfoot. As Beta O'Horan sat beside the king, he glanced at the healers who stood at the foot of the bed. Their expressions were a mix of concern and hope, their eyes fixed on the vial of herb concoction clutched in Beta O'Horan's hand. The king, with weary eyes, smiled weakly at the healers, grateful for their presence. He couldn't speak but he was obviously seeing and hearing what they all were doing and saying.

Knowing that I wouldn't dare do anything crazy, he left me to 'tend' for the flowers and plants. Although it was tiring, I still enjoyed it to some extent. I learnt so many new plants and flowers, also with their usage. But there was one plant that I tried my best to avoid. 'The valcitate.' In order to groom the plants, which was a total of three, I wrapped my nose with my kerchief to prevent myself from inhaling its sweet-bitter smell. "You're done?" I heard the king say. I turned to see him dressed in a black coat which he buttoned up. It looks like he still wore the same trousers from this morning.

He became a good servant under me, and he carried out every order exactly the way I wanted. I raised my hand for him to speak, and he immediately rushed to speak. "I bring information about Philip or middle forest. It turns out that he is planning a secret meeting and has sent a letter to the other party. No one knows what is in the letter, but I have a feeling that it might be something related to the pack," he said, and I nodded at him. "The person is Marcus from the MoonHunter." He added.