Novel & Cerita If I Were A King

represent the terror I once wrote to be destructive. The King...must not let his words to go round lightly. He must responsible of everything he wish to achieve, and must always think its people! “Really?” Cynthia's thunderous pitch accompanied my voice. Yet I know...I didn't say a thing here. So how... “Yes. Wish all you can,” the King said, “I can do everything in my power to achieve your wish, my dear!” His laugh of excitement struck me to the point I gape and speechless. If I can't understand what just happening, I won't qualify to even call myself a princess, even it is filthy!

I took a deep breath before I spoke. “Paris… it’s not what you think,” I said quietly. My voice was calm. “I’m evil, yes. I’m not a good king. But I don’t just wake up one morning and decide to be cruel. That’s what everyone doesn’t understand.” She looked at me, her brows drawn together. I continued, my eyes fixed on her. “It’s fine if they fear me. I won’t explain myself to anyone. I don’t need to. I’m the mad king, remember?”

The lycan king’s eyes blazed with anger, but I kept talking. If I was going to get myself in trouble, I might as well make it worth it. “I know I am no one, but shouldn’t a king’s job be to protect his people, make sure they’re happy, healthy and working together for the benefit of the whole?” The king worked his jaw and slowly nodded. “Ideally, yes.”

I laughed at us and the state that we were in. “Family business, I guess. I like being able to defend what's mine, to take care of myself and the people around me. What about you? Do you want to be a king?” “Yes, and no. Sometimes I just want to be a normal guy. I think it'd be okay, though, with the right queen. I am super smart, you know.”

Talk about being a king. Feeling the confidence and power of the king in my soul, paired with my queen instincts, I suddenly felt powerful. More powerful than I've ever felt before. This was my last chance, and I will have to make use of it anyhow.

Just the fact that I was saying it made my eyes water and it was like I was reliving it all over again. “The doctor said that if she had been brought to the hospital, she would have lived and never had to push that baby out. They couldn't spare one ambulance. I'm not saying it's your fault but these are your laws. These are the laws that you plan to uphold when you become King. I just hope that the only people who enjoy your reign are not the privileged. Because there are people at the bottom of the food chain too so maybe you should look down.” As I turned around to walk away, I almost bumped into the King. My heart first fell because I was sure that he had heard everything that I said but

But here we were … about to become Queen and King of the Kingdom. I had never aspired to become King. It had never been something I had remotely considered. Having met with the current King this week and learned more about what he did and the opportunities I would have to make a difference in the wolf community excited me. And now I felt like a fool for fighting so hard against it.

This offer seemed too good to be true, raising doubts and questions within me. Unable to suppress my burning curiosity, I couldn't help but probe deeper, my voice laced with intrigue. "And who exactly are you?" I needed to understand the motives driving this enigmatic figure before me. With a deep breath, he articulated his resentment with venomous disdain. "All my life, I have dwelled in his shadow," he uttered, his voice brimming with a profound bitterness. "I know, without a shadow of a doubt, that I can govern this entire kingdom far more proficiently than him. He is utterly unworthy of the title King," he spat, his words laced with resentment and unyielding determination.

" Dewi Sari Kencana was happy to hear that. "He told me that "If you don't want to be a king in this kingdom, then be a king for yourself and the people around you. A king does not always sit on a throne and rule with his words. But he can also embrace and live his life simply while protecting those he cares about. Be that kind of king, a king without a crown." Arya Santanu smiled and bowed his head while praying for his beloved mother.

“You are a very cruel king who likes to play upon the intelligence of others simply for your selfish desires! You are wicked! And I do not regret to say that the time I spent waiting to see you has been the biggest waste of my life. Youre no king! He spat. Youre just a selfish arrogant bastard