King Edward Vii Chair Novels & Stories

Eduard and Venus are in the throne room. He is seated on a red throne with golden handles shaped like a dragon. The throne is wide enough for three people but only the Emperor can sit on it. The Empress sits on a silver chair next to the Emperor’s throne but Venus is not sitting on it. Instead, she is made to stand next to the throne as a sign of her actual status: a low level Omega.

He remembers her being bent over the table in the video he’d watched with Ewan that night. The other thing in the centre of the room was a chair. This was the thing he was most intrigued by, or at least the thing he was sure Celine had mentioned this morning in passing. The wooden chair had a medium sized hole in the middle, and had levers and foot pedals. He taps a foot pedal experimentally, and nothing happens, so he presses it more firmly.

His breath caught in his throat when his eyes landed on his King. Ezra looked incredibly handsome, sitting on his throne at the end of the aisle. He was tall in his chair, with a high back, much higher than the others. The chair to his left was a little smaller and empty, as was the chair next to it. Nadja sat in the chair to his right, and Lexon sat next to him.

His powerful name, unconsciously caused Edward to straighten his spine. For some reason, he could swore, he had heard this name before. Where? He couldn't remember. But, he didn't had any time to ponder as the elevator hindered finally, followed by it's electrical door opening to the sides. Smirking to himself, Edward walked out of the door first in rather smug manner, as if to give Theodore an impression that he owned the place. The Chancellor was sitting on his seat, behind the desk, doing some work on his apple computer. He was yet to address the both men infront of him.

She dedicated herself to make him stronger, that one day she said; those who treated him badly would kneel infront of him as they will look up for mercy. She were never wronged. Edward's father, saw his pontential and he became the member of the Knights. Thats where he met his fellow kings. To make the story short, when Edward crowned as the high king, his father chooses them as well the kings of Mavis. As many, many moons went by, their names became famous. The seven kings of Mavis feared by so many kingdoms. Who would be, Mavis once was among the top of the bloodline of power. Mavis once belonged to Seven pillars of Leadership.

It was his brothers. Caleb and Asher had subtly moved their rolling leather chairs directly flanking my presentation podium at the center of the oval. Because the massive mahogany table featured an expansive, solid wood modesty panel that completely blocked the stockholders' view from the waist down, no one in the room could see what was happening beneath the surface.

The coronation. His hand did not land on the chair. Instead, he grasped the side of its heavy frame. With a soft, grating sound against the floor, he pulled it away from the table. He moved it back, out of the commanding position, and angled it slightly toward the wall, turning it from a throne into a piece of furniture. A relic respectfully retired. The board members stared, utterly bewildered.

And also she should contact her dad or brother to tell about the whole kidnap thing before they create a havoc. Swinging her handbag she searched for the devil of her life but the main hall is empty, she thought to meet Aurora in the kitchen but on second thought changed her direction and went to the other side of the hall, to the meeting area, there he is, the Moron reading the documents very carefully. There are total of six black leather chairs in the meeting hall. The one Ralph sat at the head was with a long back and it's exquisite with black fine leather and designed with real black diamonds, it's not just a chair but his throne.

The throne that were located in the middle of the room were already dismantled, what is left of it, were the large golden chair, which ultimately has become my personal chair, that settled at the head of the long expensive oak table. “...Alright, since you all are here….today big agenda of the meeting is simple……let’s end this freaking war….”.

"You're permitted one advocate inside. Who will it be?" "I choose Florian Adair," Violet replied. Dana snapped his fingers and a guard hurried off to bring Florian back. Then he ushered Violet into the chamber. King Eden and Queen Chione sat at the head of the table, each on an elaborately carved throne. Eden's face gave nothing away but the pleasure on Chione's couldn't be missed. On either side of them, in simpler wooden chairs, were sat three nobles from each country. Lords Gregor, Lennox, and Petros for Basharr and three faces Violet didn't know for Parvara. Two more thrones, filled by a pair of regal elites sat off to the side.