King And The Paladin Novels & Stories

He was her great grandfather. Standing up in the middle of the mess, he swepted his hands down his pant legs. Once finished he turned to the King and gave him a bowed. Turning around he bowed his head in respect to the council members in front of him. As he lifted his head, his eyes looked straight at Jezzebelle and they had rage firing in them and it was directed straight at her. Janelle was being watched by two of the royal guards, the Leigonaires. Highly trained skilled warriors with one purpose to dedicate and protect the royal family. But as the King never married, it is just him they are dedicated to. Bryon and Cassius have no problem flexing their muscles in the right direction even i

Felix, in full battle garb, sat astride his trusty war stallion. The hawk danced impatiently on the spot, sensing the imminent arrival of the battle. The paladin held the reins tightly in his hands, restraining his horse, and from time to time he glanced with admiration at the rider nearby. It was the king of Ligiria - Edwin himself. It never would have occurred to Felix that he would lead an entire army, especially on a par with the ruler! The young man swallowed - on the eve of such a significant battle he was noticeably nervous. The king turned his head to the hero of Kermalan and patted him on the shoulder encouragingly. Edwin inspired respect and admiration with just his appearance: a t

This was my chance… He was occupied with rummaging through a small metal chest on the shelf. "Fine. I will agree to get engaged to Theon on one condition." I said, knowing that I was already boxed into a corner. "What is it?" The king’s irritation was clear on his face. "I want to know the truth, the real truth of what happened between two friends. Andres Aphelion and Theoden Hale. How did conquering a kingdom side by side as two united Packs change to becoming enemies?" I had mulled over my words carefully, and I was now watching the king sharply. He almost dropped the box, his heart racing as he turned to me with his eyes blazing.

“Do you think he earned the crown? He inherited it through sympathy and politics, not strength.” Palmer took a step back. He had seen this madness in Hudson before, years ago, before he disappeared. It was the same obsession that made him send him away and now he was back. It had only become darker and more desperate. “It’s time you accepted your fate,” Palmer said, quieter now, almost like he was speaking to a dying man. “You lost, Asher is King and the kingdom is at peace so leave it that way.” Palmer turned to leave but Hudson grabbed his wrist.

“So he could make Adelaide his wife and kill Alaric in front of her so she would know never to cross him again!” The king laughed, a breath hissing through his nose. “And I would be the one to take over both halves of the shadow!” Kayden’s voice cracked. “For the first half I would get the raven back! The one on Kylan’s shoulder!” He pointed out, everyone following his gaze. “One half of Baelor is already inside that raven!” Kylan brushed his fingers through Thorne’s feathers. Kayden had just exposed the king’s lies. The whole thing about regretting his past mistakes, wanting to bring my parents back because of guilt…it had all been a lie.

" I asked, tilting my head closer towards Andrews' side and lowering my voice. "We cant he’s the Chancellor, the house is divided, alliances are thin, the only one who could help is King Greil, and he doesn’t do anything, the fairly king doesn’t trust Killian or anyone except for his nephew, prince Claude. "Wait I though Claude is a Seelie?" I asked too confused about it all.

Damon’s POV The convoy came to a halt outside the gates of Averelle Palace. Having visited countless castles across three kingdoms, there was something distinctly unsettling about this place. Perhaps it was the fact that I wasn’t arriving as a wanderer or a prince on a diplomatic appointment. This time, I was stepping into a trap. The engagement. The weight of expectations. The unspoken promise that I hadn’t actually made but somehow felt compelled to uphold. I emerged from the car, adjusting the cuffs of my formal black suit. The royal emblem of Velmere glinted on my left sleeve, a silver crescent intersected by a dark blade.

Most kids get taught all about the kingdom and the kings in school before they are shipped to a pet shop or a blood bank. "No, the ruler of the vampires and shapeshifters are twin kings. Both born hybrid both vampire and wolf. Well technically they arent the kings yet since they havent found their mates yet but they run pretty much everything. The twin kings are the strong hybrids I'm the kingdom" Said reese to tammy then look back at mark. "The heathen is the ultimate hybrid with all their strength and none of there weakness, there is no way a common hybrid could kill it even if they were the kings" Snapped reese.

he warns me but again I just shake my head. "That is exactly why I need to come with you, we can show to them how things are done in this day and age" I say proudly looking at him where he just smiles "they aren't living under the reign of your father anymore, their king is His Majesty King Grayson, and he does things majorly different, so they either get onto the train or get the heck out the way!" I smile which immediately makes his laugh with a nod.

I asked in a respectful manner The man whom I assumed to be a Noble, cleared his throat before he spoke “Are you interested in working as a knight?” “Knight?” I confusingly asked “Whaaaaaat?” The man laughed “I saw how you fought the serpent and I hate to say this, but you’re definitely strong. I’d love to have you work for me. What do you think?” For a moment, I am dumbfounded and didn’t understand what the gentleman just said. While he was looking at me with eyes of excitement and thrill, here am I, in the corner of my mind nervously thinking how I am going to respond to his offer.