Novel & Cerita King And The Paladin

I said, looking up at the moon, "is about to realize that her escape was just a detour. She belongs on a throne. And I am the only man who knows how to build one." I hung up and stepped into my waiting car. The game was no longer about a company. It was about a Queen. And in the game of chess, the King is the most vulnerable piece on the board. Caleb Knight was the King. And I was the player about to checkmate him.

Always behind, and just behind. “But such place won’t be in your hands forever. Such glory is meant to fade. The respect and privileges would soon be gone the moment you become incompetent or useless. And more often than not, Kings are just mere figureheads...” I knew it. He would just be glorifying whatever position the other females in our family has. “The true power and glory, lies on who has made a mere human a king.” Nepotism? “Their advisers, the one who controls the strings – the Kingmaker.”

She questioned but I was too far gone to answer her own questions. "Tell me Senya is still alive, tell me that was a lie." I begged. The door flew open and Henora flew in wide eyed eyes searching the room until her eyes found mine. “Your majesty, get on your feet, we must train. We have less time then I thought we did.” “What’s going on, mother?” Asiya asked bringing me to my feet. “The King suffered fatally, but refuses to come back to heal, you are the only one that could convince him otherwise.” She made her way to me taking my other arm to pull me towards the door.

But being near the Mad King will open his eyes to a world he's never seen before. Keith will break the rules trying to save his friend, but stepping inside the palace will bring untold tales, uncovered secrets and bloodbath. ⚔ Welcome to The Mad King And His Guard! If you like ROYALTY, ROMANCE and HATE TO LOVE, then you knocked at the right door! This story will contain: ⚔ Historical theme (not necessarily any era inspired from a certain country, but just anything that comes from my imagination) ⚔ Violence ⚔ Twins (I'm telling you, you're not ready)

The blunt, light, busy chattering of the people in the palace could be heard from here. The long, broad-shouldered man was a famous knight in the kingdom of Imperium and his name was Ser Moriah Callan. He was powerful, young, cruel, although handsome, but he didn't have any mercy in his hollow mind for the normal people. He hunted people down who were in a rage with him, anyone in his way. "Wait for me in bed," Moriah whispered, breathing out against her chest. "My pleasure," said Alvina seductively, brushing his cheeks with her long fingers, then smiled at him and left the garden, walking like a princess.

The king and his knights waited him at the gate of the city. The king is a half lion always angry violent and agressif he is not friendly at all. AHMET: im the king of DRADIA and EDEN AHMET and im here to ask you to join the north alliance. The king : an alliance been created when all power is equal you are just a weak brat young man. AHMET: judging people like that gives an idea about how you think. The king : brat you know nothing you just a weak ,why you act like you are intelligent.

That palace should be the residence of the two of them after their marriage. The two kingdoms are both mourning from the loss of their children. But Princess Katsumi's family is more affected because she is the only filius. And great damage also happened from their kingdom. But the people of Adrape Khiarzugu Palace did not abandon them because they still gave their full support.

They each wore a simple but lovely circlet of gold, with small Dragon wings on either side and sculpted flames around it. The group knelt as they seated themselves on the thrones. Captain Cyros said, “Your Majesties, may I present Blade Master Kolton and Sir Braedon of the Black Knights.” After speaking, Cyros moved aside to stand near the side door. “Rise,” said the king, his voice a pleasing baritone. Randey stood along with the others, taking a closer look at the royal couple. The King was not as old as he had expected. No older than his father had been, surely. He had a strong but kindly face, set off by a closely trimmed beard. His hair was black, and his dark eyes were those of a man o

he slowly nodded. The alpha king then returned his focus on his enemies as three Paltiti paladins were coming at him pointing their enchanted swords in his direction. Jayden quickly charged at them and stabbed one of them with brute force. ‘You should know Jeremiah…’ The remaining two were shocked by the sudden attack and then stepped back to make some distance from the brutal Alpha king. ‘Since you ran away from me three months ago, my heart is always yearning for you…’ But Jayden did not want to spare his enemies too much time to live, he cast his freezing ray on one of them, and the paladin quickly became ice.

They both calmed me down, but they also helped me feel alive, like they excited me. Only one royal was left who hadn’t yet shown up. The King of Darkness. It was hard to describe what I imagined. Nicolais and Sicca hadn’t exactly been open about describing him, and neither was there a description in the books I had read. And with the way Nicolais reacted when I mentioned him, I chose not to dabble further with fate and stopped asking questions.