Historia Queen Novels & Stories

“My Lady as long as I know I haven’t passed through such a situation or story before but… “He was interrupted by Matilda’s rushing and impatient words. “But what?” She asked impatiently with the hope of any solution. “But I have heard a story through my Grandfather. Almost 10 centuries ago This Kingdom was held by a Queen. She was naive and brave.” He elaborated to her. “Really?” She asked him shockingly. “I’m not sure but we could explore more about her in a royal library in an old cave.” He replied doubtfully. “Hmm... Are you sure? Because it’s seemed too old story” She asked for assurance.

*The Queen of the Moon* I gasped. My eyes darted over the words as I turned the pages with trembling hands. The Lunar Queen had been a legendary character who was mentioned in history but never fully described. I had heard bits and pieces of tales—tales of a queen destined to bring people together or bring them apart, a monarch with unimaginable power. This was more than just a story, though. The book included thorough descriptions and documentation of her centuries-long existence. The kingdoms that had come and gone under her control, the power she possessed. More than that, though, her bloodline was mentioned.

I forced my face neutral. "How old is the Queen Mother?" I asked. The maid blinked. "No one knows for certain, Your Highness. But she has ruled beside the old king for perhaps two hundred cycles. Maybe more." Two hundred years. The number echoed in my skull. Two hundred years before my home pack or even Stonecrest existed. Two hundred years before anyone would write down a history I could read. This was not a dream. This was not a punishment. This was ancient. And I was trapped in it.

Fewa’s voice made the water around them turn into a big wave because of the vibration. “Princess Queenie is the granddaughter of the First Darian King. Hundreds of years ago, when the lives of dragons were under the rule of cruel dragon controllers, all dragons lived in fear. We used it as a tool to expand their territory. But then the First Great Darian King came with the dragon-controlling gem.

Before the current Queen, the King dotted on the first Concubine, and treated her like his most cherished possession until he set his eyes on the young woman who is now his Queen. Loud gasp soars through the crowd, as the ladies gawks at Lady Mingue like she has lost her mind. They marveled at the young woman’s audacity to mention something that is a sore subject. Something no one dares to mention, not in front of the concubine. They think it but dare not speak it loud.

Her curious mind was both a blessing and a curse. How exactly did he get out? "I wanted to give him five years but here he is," I explained to my queen and her eyes fell to the bed. "It's that why you never mentioned him or why you never wanted to talk about it." "Yes." "Did you make everyone promise to never talk about it?" "I made everyone promise to forget." "But they haven't." "I can't manipulate memories," I sighed. "Can your mother?" The question took me off guard. "What? No."

Only one Queen. This was not some drama or novels where a gorgeous, arrogant, overbearing filthy rich Prince fell in love with a commoner and lived happily ever after. This was reality! If he chose Sisley, for sure, without a doubt, his family would disown him. It was not like; he was the only one who was a male in the family. He still have cousins vying for the throne. He just so happened to be the oldest male next to his father and uncle.

The heavy implication wasn’t lost on me, especially when she called me ‘Queen’, saying she’s here for when I’m ready to open up about everything before retiring for the night. I was left with my jaw on the ground, but I shook myself out of it and scoffed, mumbling that’s never going to happen because I’m sick of talking about my abuse thanks to those meetings. Never fucking helped me, so what’s the point? Plus, this Queen shit is getting real old. Another thing that’s never going to happen. I see she’s just as delusional as the others, but at least she’s nice and kind enough to let us stay here. Plus, I could learn a little more about my mother before it’s my time to physically meet her when

But I was willing to sit through an awkward and uncomfortable conversation if it meant we all knew where the others stood and what they wanted from the relationship. The King and Queen of the dragons were encouraged to find outside relationships as their union was political, it didn’t result in offspring. Because if he and I had a child it would only be able to marry a half-sibling in order to rule. Well since the unions didn’t produce offspring it wasn’t a horrible idea I suppose. I mean historically speaking how often did royal unions happen between siblings? I curled my nose and shook my head at the thought, sighing as I had a feeling that the conversation was going to be long and mostly

There had been a few of the men that I was getting close to but after Damion shot one of them for trying to take me out all of them stayed away. "Oh you know me Rose. I have to make his life just as miserable as mine." She pushed me a cup of coffee and smirked at me. She was in her late fifties and had been with the family for thirty years now. So she had watched us grow up into the force we are now.