His Highness Male Consort นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Everyone stood to pay their respects to this being in our midst, and I forced myself to stop gawking and bow low like the other servants. “‘We,’ you say, dear aunt?” His serene, deep voice echoed as he sat, with another gorgeous and buff dark haired man next to him. He looked tall and so fit, like he was in his thirties, but I knew he was way older than that. “Careful now, or I might take it as an attempt to greedily tie yourself to my throne.” He gave a dangerous smirk before he continued, “That would also mean you’re ignoring your marriage to the Duke of Naphtonile, which not only makes your family unworthy of being considered pure blood, but also removes you and your descendants from the

There, arm in arm with the woman, was Charlie—Evelyn's cousin and the very person who had once wronged him. The Jones family was renowned for their striking appearances. The man, tall and dashing, sported a light blue suit with rolled-up sleeves that accentuated his strong arms, along with a gleaming gold Rolex—a clear sign of his affluent background. He commanded respect wherever he went. His counterpart, Cindy Corkon, was equally stunning, clad in a vibrant orange dress that hugged her curves. A figure of wealth and fame in Cloudsea, she also happened to be Josh's cousin.

He had driven the North Moana Army away and convinced the civil and military officials with his great ability. Darryl did not refuse their toast. He emptied his glass every time they filled it. After a while, he got a little drunk, and that had helped to put his troubles aside temporarily. "Your Majesty!" Stanley stood up. He was a little tipsy when he said to the Empress, "Your Majesty, the Prince Consort is very capable. He helped us to defeat the North Moana Army today. We admire such peerless talent! He is a perfect match with Her Highness. May I suggest setting their wedding date today at this banquet? Let's make it a double celebration!"

My husband, Gideon Hale, returned from the war with barely a breath left in him. Yet despite his condition, he insisted on going to the palace and used his military achievements to secure a royal decree. I thought he had gone to obtain a noble title for me. I was ready to berate him for his foolishness, but the contents of the decree rooted me to the spot. [By royal decree, Gideon Hale, Marquis of Northguard, and his first wife, Clara Reinhart, are permitted to share a tomb.] Clara was my dearest friend from girlhood. My ears rang. I opened my mouth to demand an explanation, but before I could utter a word, Gideon breathed his last. I stood frozen until my son suddenly snatched the decr

The sort of disrespect he has been facing since he arrived was not something he prepared for. “What is the difference between our servants, Your Highness?” Lionel asked, glancing at Divine in the process. “We are Kings after all, joined by a holy matrimony. Aren't we?” He bobbed his head a bit. Zenith swiped his tongue over his lower lip and let out a deep breath. “There are.” He simply replied.

The servants moved quietly, filling cups, clearing plates, keeping their eyes down. The captain burst through the door. Marius looked up, irritated. "What is the meaning of this?" The captain's chest was heaving. His face was pale. He had run all the way from the barricade. "My Lord—the King's consort—he has been joined by—" He stopped. Swallowed. "Holt mages, my Lord. The best among the best." Marius laughed. It was a short laugh, sharp and dismissive. "Holt mages? Here? In Tarren Vale? For the King's consort?"

"The men serve as consults, male advisors who aid the Queen with counsel. Then there are the Guildmasters. The Guildmasters are the leaders of the trade and commerce guilds, skilled artisans and craftsmen. Their expertise keeps the kingdom flourishing." "Very interesting," Kira commented, finding the way their system works to be fascinating. "So, while the ruling power lies with women, some men also hold exceptional positions." Lythari continued. "The Royal Consort is the husband of the Queen, holding ceremonial duties, other duties, and supporting her rule." "There are also Chosen Champions, elite male warriors sworn to protect the Queen as well as her family," Lythari explained. "They are

It would be too embarrassing to have him shout at me in front of all these important men. Then, a tall, dark-skinned Commander with a slightly foreign accent stepped forward, his sharp eyes skimming over me dismissively. "I cannot help but say this, Your Majesty." The man paused for a brief beat. "The female you have marked has not had an official coronation," he said bluntly. "Everything is being done completely backwards here. No formal royal training, no coronation, no public mating ceremony, and not even the consummation has been performed." A grim silence fell over the circle.

They wouldn't waste time in accepting him and making him feel at home, seeing that his rank was in line with my Father's. "You don't have to do that." He said. I was about to look up when I heard light footsteps approaching us. "Your highness." A male voice called ahead. I quickly looked up and met the man's serious gaze with a frown. "Your highness?" I asked in a low tone then looked at Adrean who quickly bowed low. "I greet her Highness, the Queen." He said softly. I gasped then quickly bowed when I saw the woman that was approaching us with two female servants behind her.

She can't belive that today is her wedding night and she had finally become the royal consort of his royal highness. hello there how are you all. I hope you all are fine he hehehh hehehhe.