King Arthur Sir Tristan Novels & Stories

This is not the time for tears, This is the time for war. Tristan King messed with the wrong family. And I’m going to face him myself. ***

"I will let you do as you wish on me, if that will help your battle with the unknown, my lady. That is — if you win against me." Tristan couldn't discern where on earth is he getting these words from, as well as the courage he mustered to deliver them. He is calling forth a powerful Witch to enter a battle with him, is there any more foolish way to declare an honourable suicide? "Really, and how do you wish for this match to proceed fair and square?" "Archery. I challenge you in a battle of archery."

Arthur continued looking at Athena. “Motive?” Narcissa scoffed. “I think so too, Cissy,” Tristan came to her aid, but his words weren’t as firm as Arthur’s. There was doubt in his tone, nonetheless he stood for the poor lamb. Athena’s eyes shone with happiness. If she died today, she wanted to clear her name of accusations and die.

"This Tizona sword is very heavy but my father entrusted it to me. I must not disappoint him. I know that he will despise me once I failed!" Prince Arthur raised the Tizona sword in the skies. "I am Prince Arthur, the only son of the King of Alabama. I take pride in my sword and I shall defeat you with this!" When the lion arrived in front of Prince Arthur, he attacked using his marvelous triangular fencing skill, then the lion vanished into thin air.

Chloe let out a soft cry and quickly told her son to fetch some bandages. "Are you alright?" I opened my mouth, but no sound came out. Back then, after Liam suffered a defeat in battle, his reputation in the capital was completely destroyed. It was my father, the king, who trusted him—who overruled everyone else and saved his position. At the time, kneeling before the throne, Liam had said, clear as day, "As long as the realm is not at peace, I will not ask to resign."

I opened my eyes and sighted Tristan helping me with an ointment on the ankle that was sprained. I didn't stand up, instead I pretended to be asleep so he could continue what he was doing. I know that falling in love with him is wrong and not part of the contract but I couldn't help it. Tristan is that only person that has shown me genuine care apart from my best friend and my mom eve though it's a fake marriage. He speaks with respect and also respects boundaries, I just couldn't resist his charms. He rubbed the ointment calmly without being rough on me.

However, before he could shoot an arrow, a brown-haired knight immediately slashed at the archer's body. He was Trish the knight, the king's wild dog. Shortly after killing the archer, Trish ran swiftly, slashing and decapitating all the red soldiers who attacked his king. After standing unmoving for about seven seconds, Arion turned and saw Trish, who was huddled with the enemy and desperately trying to protect him. "Huh. Impressive," he said. "YOUR MAJESTY, BE CAREFUL!" Trish screamed in panic as the leader of the red army, Duke Redragon, charged to slash at Arion, but the king calmly turned around and held back Redragon's sword.

Arthur hinted, pasting his face right in front of Travis's face, urging him to look at him, straight in the eyes. "What…! No! Nothing happened!" Clearing his throat, Travis aired in a suddenly brittle voice that poorly broke with audible embarrassment. "Oh, really? You mean…nothing happened when you came back with eyes that were glowing and red?" Wearing a vibrant, suspicious smile, Arthur hissed, ensuring that every letter in his words sank deep into Travis's ears.

THE sun was just beginning to rise on the east when Prince Archer, disguised as Theobald the son of a smith, and Aurora began their journey to find the fruit of bastion. They each have a burlap sack containing provisions. Both are carrying a sword, and Archer also has his bow and arrows with him. He was about to mount his horse when Aurora stopped him. “The trail is too narrow for a horse,” she explained. “We would have to walk to get to the Heart.”

Yes, her mother is pretty better than a flashy prince because she's braver and stronger than any prince charming because she's a king. "Aban, Agravain, Bedivere, Bors, Constantine, Dragonet, Ector, Galahad, Gareth, Gawain, Lancelot, Lionel, Lucan, Mador, Pellias, Sarif, Tristan." Ruby paused when she noticed the noise get softer until it vanished. "They're retreating?" Grandma Rose wondered listening for any noises.