Novel & Cerita His Queen Her King

He waved his hand and the maid left. "You see Clinton, with patience and strategy we will surely win. It would cause damage alright, but we will come out victorious." He said and left his throne to go see the King of Lukehall. Clinton bowed his head and gently walked behind the King. The king entered his grand parlor. There, the King of Lukehall was seated on one of the finely furnished couch. He was a short man with a potbelly. King Darien sneered a little. A maid was serving him and next to him was a woman. She had long brown locks and green eyes. She wore a red long silk gown that fitted her perfectly. She had a graceful smile on her face. "King Jacob, welcome to Valeria. I'm very honoure

The Queen offered a supportive nod as she prepared to step through the imposing doors. I nodded, and the room instantly opened up to reveal the King who sat behind a long table. The Queen entered the room first, exchanging a brief nod with the Alpha King. "My love, what is it?" The Alpha King asked his wife as he looked up from the papers before him. "I've just come from a chat with Shana," the Queen said. "She has something that she'd like to share with you." The Alpha King looked at me expectantly. I took a deep breath, gathering my thoughts before I began to speak.

"Yes indeed you all did!! You all are accusing an innocent of such barbaric crimes, you are finding ways of murdering a person who risked her own life,who lost her wolf to protect you all! If she haden't been there you all must have burned down to ashes and I would have been long dead!! If still you want to kill her,go ahead kill her but remember you will kill your King along with her!! You will kill your King's Mate You all will kill YOUR Queen!!!" Deadly silence followed ,no one uttered a single word for few minutes. Their Queen This beauty was their Queen The King was mated to her. To this human!! No one could believe this

—she pointed her finger at him like she was pointing out a stain—“is a promise. And unlike you, I keep mine.” Sean turned, red in the face, and gestured for his mom. “Let’s go, Mother. We’ll see you in court.” “Be careful, boy,” the Queen said. “The fire you’re playing with doesn’t just burn. It consumes.” They left in a trail of tension, and just as the door swung shut, the King walked in, blinking as if he’d walked into the wrong house. His eyes widened at the sight of his mistress at the table. The Queen didn’t miss a beat. “Hello, darling. Join us.”

They were about to learn what happened when the broken one decided she was done bleeding. “Get out of here,” Liora snapped, rising halfway out of her chair. I finally turned to face her fully. She was still in my seat. My. Seat. I tilted my head, smiling sweetly. “I believe you’re in my seat.” Liora blinked. “Excuse me?” “You heard me.” My voice was calm, almost bored. “I’m the queen. My place is beside the king. So get your stupid ass out of my seat.” The room sucked in a collective breath.

The queen removed her hands from the king's, jerking her head towards the one who had spoken. "What are you doing, my love? Get behind me!" The king whispered, scared when he saw his wife descending the throne stairs. He tried futilely to drag her back behind him. It was as if the queen wasn't in control of her senses, as she was solely focused on the one who had spoken. When she had reached the last stair, she paused, still keeping her eyes on the man in the middle.

“I was just telling your son the truth about his heritage. About his whore of a mother.” The King’s face went pale. He turned to Isaac, who stood frozen in place, his world crumbling around him. “Isaac—” “Is it true?” Isaac demanded, his voice breaking. “Am I not your son?” The King sighed, suddenly looking much older than his years. He called for a servant, who appeared almost immediately—Isaac realized later that the King must have summoned him before entering the kitchen, perhaps having been alerted to the Queen’s state. “Take Her Majesty to her chambers,” the King instructed. “Stay with her until she falls asleep.”

The Queen reached down, sliding her hand under her long skirt to slowly remove her lace panties. “In two weeks, the poison will do its work. The King’s heart will simply stop, and it will look like a standard attack.” She smiled with pure malice, parting her legs slowly. “You wanted to own me, Karel. To bring me to my knees. But it seems the power has shifted. I do not need you—you need me.” She commanded him sternly, “On your knees. I hope your tongue does a better job than your brain did planning those failed attacks. Please your Queen.”

“ They won’t fight there , will they ? Not only the game but they are being displayed as well . “ said Amra worried . Aron looked at Ayla and simply smiled . “ So , what is your answer ? “ said Aron . “ ………The king loves the queen and is tolerant with her . “ said Ayla . “ His love gives her strengths and weakens him . That’s why the queen is considered quite strong even though the king is the figure of power . “ said Aron . Ayla looked at him then smirked as she seemed to understand the meaning behind his words . “ Why are you asking me this ? “ asked Ayla . “ No particular reason . “ said Aron . “ then left me answer your question . The powerful king needs a powerful queen but being a powe

They heard the King and Queen of Asteria had chosen to pass on having one of their children enter the Hunters Competition, so the Hunters had skipped going through their kingdom, and was instead heading north, towards their village. "They're due to arrive by nightfall Father! I'm sure I'll be the one they pick. After all, I am the best of our family." Her eldest brother Seth's voice was clearly heard as she worked in the kitchen with her mother and younger sister Cerise. Carrying three plates into the dining room, she placed them down, one in front of her father, the other two in front of Seth and second oldest brother, Sebastian. Her mother and Cerise came out with the rest of the plates, o