King Arthur And His Knights Book Novels & Stories

He was the kind of man no woman could resist. Asteria and the king were sitting on their respective thrones inside the court. They were waiting for the arrival of the knights. Keane, the returning knights’ leader, would report their expedition to the royal rulers. Suddenly, the wild cheering of people outside was heard. The king sighed heavily. “The women must have already seen Keane,” he said under his breath. Asteria was curious. Before going to the court to meet the knights, Leilana told her that she heard the servants murmuring about the famous knight. They said that the man was too stunning to be true.

Arthur, the obedient son reasoned, making Arnold roll his eyes. “I got your point, brother. You may stop now because father isn’t here to hear you praising him.” Arnold brushes Arthur’s babbling with a flick of his wrist and reaches to remove the armor. Arthur's jaw clenches feeling disrespected and his fists tighten by his side. In that mere moment, he realized how much he hated this creature in front of him, who dares to insult the chief and gets away with it. Lord knows what magic he has cast on chieftain that the old man couldn’t see anyone beyond Arnold. Arthur fears that someday the chieftain might handover all his wealth to his favorite knight rather than his blood.

The short-haired woman blushed with embarrassment at their teasing. Sebastian had already reached the Wild Boar King and, looking at the monstrous-sized boar, he couldn't help but feel a bit regretful that he had sold the bow and arrows earlier. With the Green Snake Bow, he could have handled this situation much more easily. But for now, he would have to deal with the challenge without it. Sebastian was the epitome of fearless, and he didn't hesitate. In the face of a boar several times his size, he said nothing and struck with his sword.

With Excalibur in his grasp, Arthur ushered in an era of prosperity and chivalry, creating the legendary Round Table and a kingdom dedicated to fairness and valor. And when Arthur lay mortally wounded after the fateful Battle of Camlann, he ordered one of his knights, Sir Bedivere, to return Excalibur to the lake. Bedivere fulfilled his king’s dying wish, casting the sword into the lake, where a mysterious hand—presumably the Lady of the Lake’s—caught it and drew it back into the depths, thus sealing Excalibur’s story in the mists of legend.

Roman's breath stuttered as he sucked a breath in. “Yes, I will be your queen,” Roman said, forcing his voice out as loud as he could without crying. Ezra smiled as he brought the Omega's hands to his mouth and kissed his fingers before standing. Roman's lips part when Nadja begins speaking again, recognizing the tongue of the ancient dragon language. His eyes immediately filled with tears as he looked at Nadja in shock. The ancient Elder stood tall, holding an old thick book. Scales lined the book, creating the cover. On the front is a perfectly shaped baby dragon's first claw that looks as fresh as the day it was shed. It symbolizes the beginning of a dragon's life, a perfect symbol for th

"That is an order from the King." Arthur's eyes meet mine for a painful second. An angry murmur arises from the army behind me. ‘I’m not feeling well,’ I mind-linked Arthur, ‘we all want revenge, but I just doesn’t feel right to kill those fooled by David, they are not sinners.’ Arthur, however, didn’t reply this time. He glares at David, who's gazing at us with contempt. For a moment I hoped he could help me out of this dilemma. But my hope deflates like an aged grape when Arthur parts his lips and claimed, "Then I suggest we get busy dying."

But what if King Archer doesn't come back! * * King Archer stood in front with his elder brother Ray while the knights and guards stood behind them as they looked towards the end where King Theodore and Ezra stood with their guards behind them. Rage was written on the faces of the two king's as suddenly they ran towards each other with the horses' fast feet's pouring dust. The guards attacked each other same with the knights while King Archer faced King Theodore, Theodore raised his sword almost to hit Archer as he quickly used his sword to weige the sword as they both clicked, bringing out a hard fire spark.

He was slightly disappointed to have to wait but understood . He asked me to not tell the others as he wanted to surprise them , goddess knows what my mate has planned . The whimper from the Fae bitch as the two guards move her has me drawn out of my thoughts . Leaving the dungeon with Orion we head back to the castle, both of us in our own thoughts about what we had found out . According to her he was only wanting to get into the royal pack , the runes are far too strong for even the mighty Cicero . It did leave me feeling quite smug , the first thing I had done when Len and I arrived was reinforce the shield on the pack .

However, it is clear that from the days of yore, these two kinds have always come up with one sinister plot or another. I do not know how Arthur acquired this book but this is a personal book that I am sure was not given out willingly. In actual fact, this book is written like a journal. In it, different projects where the two kinds sort to work with each other, are recorded. I suck in my breath and adjust my posture.

What the hell just happened? Meanwhile at the Knights League…Unknown POV “Come here, my children,” Pearl said to the Locke triplets. “The time is almost here. She will need you to be strong for her. She understands so little but it was needed in order to protect her. I have tried to communicate with her through her dreams but she seems resistant, almost unbelieving.”