King Of Knights Novels & Stories

It was evident from the way they sat, humming, that the meeting was strictly for knights. Eighteen knights sat around the table with heads bowed in grief when king Emre appeared from the door, closely guarded. Hastily, every knight stood and did not sit until he sat. An atlas was spread on the dark mahogany table showing clearly geographical graduation from footpaths to forests; valleys to mountains; and many more. The king came in, closely guarded by armed-to-the-teeth guards. In the modern world, he was a billionaire CEO. He let out a sigh as he sat.

“A place where Dragon Knights do not have to hide. We are the superior beings, after all, why are we the ones forced into the shadows?” I nodded enthusiastically. “I could not agree more.” “It is my dream,” the King continued, “for the principles of Abernathy to spread across the world. Dragon Knights are easily strong enough to take over the world’s population. We have bowed to human beings for far too long. It is high time they bow to us.” I studied him for a moment. “And if they do not bow, Your Majesty?” A wicked smile spread across the King’s face. “They will burn.”

Frontier Knights are superior over normal Knights as they are given medicines to boost their magic in times of need, but even without the medicine a single frontier knight could take out 20 knights. At the very top is the Royal Knights, the ones who receive direct orders from the King. Known for their massive mana reserves and high aptitude in using magic, they are agile, smart, flexible and could fight for more than a day without rest. Trained by the person who brought down an enemy army on his own.

Alchemists helping vampire kings in the making of new breeds are from the human kingdom. " Shall we go to the outdoor royal court?" Loren leaned forward, his hand," Sure, your majesty." Three of us walked out, the guards and maids bowed greeting me. It feels good and satisfying. About walking some distance, I was greeted by a group of knights who were dressed in Black uniform. I looked at Loren and asked," Are they the Black knighthood?" " Yes, your majesty. They'll pledge their loyalty to you in a court gathering." " Follow behind me to the court gathering," I said and continued heading to the outer palace where civilians were gathered.

"The Lycan King... he touched my shoulder, and this appeared." Aura stared at the glowing mark on my skin. She gasped, taking a small step back, her fingers flying to her mouth. "The Lycan King?" she whispered, her eyes searching mine in disbelief. "Two marks? Nova... that is impossible. No one has ever been bound to two rulers." "I didn't ask for this!" I cried, pulling my knees closer as fresh tears ran down my face. "I was just trying to leave the room. I was so hungry, and I wanted air. Now both of them look at me like they want to destroy me."

Drake was demonstrating the power that he possessed by stroking the crown that was affixed to his head. "Dylan, you are my dear brother; our bodies are made of the same stuff. You won't be able to get away from this situation no matter how much you try. You are the prince of the kingdom of Knight, and as such, you are responsible for maintaining the prosperity of the king.”

She pants, anxiety covering her facial features. "What do we do now?" I hold my forehead. No, no,no. This can't be happening! We struggled so much to get past the challenges. Now at the last moment… Suddenly, the trees move around us and some people in metallic armour walk out of them. They surround us in a circle and I notice something shining on the upper-left of their armours. Now what the hell are these people? Knights of the Queen? They point their swords towards us. Oh great! This day just gets better and better!!! .

its security was of utmost importance. “The command order of the knights of Hal is complicated in this situation.” Bernard frowned with a constipated expression before continuing “On the surface, the knights of the order of the Hal is commanded by the king of Hal….” Bernard shrugged “Whoever adorns the crown and holds the sceptre commands the knights of the order of the Hal.”

Everyone knew that he abhorred gatherings – especially inside his palace, so he created a separated Grand Ballroom outside – near the place to hold such assemblies. And now? Here they were. Arlan just shrugged his shoulders off. He didn’t want to ask any more questions – for now. Although, he was against some of the topics on today’s agenda. He let out a deep sighed. He couldn’t do anything about it, though. He trusted the King’s decision – and as his loyal Kingsman, all he could do was to obediently follow. “You’re Majesty, all of the packs were already here.” He bowed his head down to give respect as he said the words to the King, who was sitting at his golden throne looking intently at th

“Our Queen and their King have been circling each other since before I ever wore armor. He wanted influence here, she wanted to keep her throne unchallenged. So they used the edges of the realm as a game board.” “And the knights?” I asked, leaning closer without meaning to. His voice dipped low. “We bled for it. Both sides. The first war—” He stopped, his throat working, before forcing the words. “We won. But victory never comes clean.” I swallowed, the heaviness in his tone pressing into me. “That’s when you faced their commander? Red?” His eyes narrowed slightly, surprised I knew the name. “The wives mentioned him,” I admitted quickly. “Sebastian Reed. They said he was as feared as you.”