Novel & Cerita I Became A Terminally-ill Knight

"Bedivere stop talking like that! Please... It hurts." "I'm sorry for leaving you like this but I can really feel myself getting weaker. Prince Aurelius really eased the pain and unblocked my lungs but it's the end of the road for me. Princess, I hope that I was able to be a good knight. I didn't really like you at first but you made me fall in love with you. I never married. I never had a daughter, but you... Even if you didn't come from me, I felt like you were my blood. And if I were given a choice I would take this spear again just to let you live and marry this man. So, please... As my last wish... Please tell Althreya that she is my queen now and forever... I'll be waiting for her... i

He’s one of the best riders that runs a horse as if it was part of their limbs. “Good gracious, you are burning, my lord!” the knight said. Weiss was about to dismiss him, but he was short of breath, and he passed out the next moment. The two knights that were accompanying him did not panic, but they were not able to follow the group immediately. To have a Beta’s Heir fall sick is a rare occasion to them. This could be something other than a simple cold, so they went to set up a camp and check the young lord’s condition. He’s an important person, but the well-being of their young lady is far more important for the two knights.

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So, Jeremaya will either take the Lord of Warfare title or Lord of Trade. Uncle Jeremy's empty seat made me frown. He's also one of the people who's at his limit. Unlike Victor though, there is no special healer I can find to cure him. His illness had taken root a long time ago and his death is inevitable. The thought twisted my guts but I refused to show it on my face. Instead, I focused on the Water Kingdom royals.

“He would throw pebbles near someone else and make Orra think they stepped wrong.” “Did it work?” “Only on boys who thought being loud made them brave.” “That sounds like a useful filter.” This time, Tessa's breath had the faintest edge of humor. It broke almost immediately, but it was there. “He said if he died, he wanted us to tell everyone he died doing something heroic,” Tessa said. Her eyes stayed on the trail, but her voice thinned. “He was probably scouting the wrong tree because he saw a squirrel.” “Then we’ll say he died serving the South Wall,” Evelyn said. “And we’ll keep the squirrel out of the official report.”

"You see, a quick and painless death is mercy, but a slow and painful death is pure torture. It is like wanting the misery to end, but it won't. I can keep you alive for months and kill you slowly," I said and looked at the first guy. "Ironclaw is my kingdom; I am the rightful heir to the Throne. The Knights have ruled this region for centuries, and you suddenly think a commoner can take over permanently? That I would not rise to fulfil my duty to my name and bloodline? Think again," I said, and the man did not respond. It was okay; I was proceeding with what I would do to them anyway.

Terry spit out as quickly as he could, wincing in pain. Jackson had to close his eyes. He didn't want to lose it either. Over the years, he had killed several men. Hopefully all bad men, he would tell himself. But these men never did anything directly to him. They had been tyrants, warlords and the scum of the earth, but they had never harmed anyone he loved. Now he was staring at the back of Terry's head. A man who DID harm someone he loved. Someone he would gladly give his life for. His baby. And he couldn't fucking end him right then. Where's the justice in that?

"For how long?" "Until death," Morris said, sounding so carefree as if it wasn’t at all serious. "Being a knight is being prepared to be a sacrifice, for your liege, for your loved ones, for the people, and the kingdom. Knowing how to kill evil is knowing when to die for the good." "I know." I braided down my hair into two and remained silent the whole time. When done, Delaney walked towards the door and opened it for us. I followed them out of my room and locked the door behind me.

“Please don’t call me a prince because I am no longer one. I refuse to become a part of what the Kingdom of Vertez has become. I would rather be a knight of a fallen country than be known as a prince there.” “Tell me about it.” Nate murmured in agreement. “I still can’t believe that he is alive,” Ren says. “I mean no offense, sir Terrence, but how long were you a ghost? Were you conscious the whole time?” Terrence’s gaze focused on the flickering of the flame. “My body may have been frozen but my spirit isn’t. Because of that, I was able to roam freely. But that did not happen until the war was over and King Varon died.” He gritted his teeth in anger and the wood that he had in his hands sna

"I don't need you to protect me. Your love will be enough for me to fight till my last breath." ~ Regan "My love for you is mercenary. Don't expect something that you will never get from me." ~ Lincoln . . . Regan Wells (Maria Turgenev) It started the day in senior high, a game of revenge that I was unaware of at that time. He starts the battle of the unknown with me, a girl with a lost memory against him, a handsome bully with his demons.