Novel & Cerita King Of Pride

And that's exactly the reason why she didn't want to make reference to that past. "And for the King not to back down from the challenge simply means he is sure he is going to win. He has his pride to uphold," Nooni added. "Do you think the King cares about proving a point to anyone?" Kira asked. "King Barakar has always been a rebel, right from his youthful days as the Crown Prince. He doesn't care about his 'pride.'" "It is definitely going to be one fight we can't afford to miss. Master versus prodigy. Hmm," Nooni sighed. "I wonder who will emerge victorious."

"I did not choose life just to watch you bleed out in my arms. Do not make me a widow before I am even a mate." Kaelen stepped forward, his jaw tight. He looked at Cillian with a mixture of disgust and a dark, reluctant respect. "Your pride is going to kill him, Warlord. Can you walk, or do I need to drag you by your crown?" "Do not touch me," Cillian growled weakly, a pathetic remnant of his Alpha pride trying to survive. "I carry my own." With a low grunt of pure, blinding agony, the King strained his massive legs and forced himself up from the red snow. He stumbled dangerously. I braced myself to hit the ground, but his arms locked around me like iron chains. He refused to let me go.

Into my ears, I pat his back, “you deserve it.” I showed him the way to the front of the stage so he could address the crowd, he walked forward and cleared his throat before he began, He stood there for some seconds and took in the warm acceptance the crowd shower him before he spoke up, “i, Adonis the new king of the lycan kingdom pledge to serve you all with all my heart, my strength and will and promise to be fair and just, it will be no different from how I treated all of you and everything about this kingdom, I will give my best until my dying breath.” He said,

No one has seen me yet and I don't plan on letting them until I've calmed down. "Would you please stand for the King and his Queen" a voice calls and I crane my neck to see another door has been opened, well the gate anyway. Clyde and Trish step through and the pack begin to cheer at the sight of their current Alpha and Luna walking towards the stage. The two guards are standing directly in front of me so there isn't a chance of anyone seeing me but they stand at an angle that I can still see. I squeeze the older man's arm in silent thanks. Clyde is wearing a classic suit and trousers, fortunately no tie, looking smart and like a proper King. Trish is extravagant beside him, her gold and blu

Chapter 18 Temptation Reine~ He was a killer. The man who killed my father, my mother. My entire family and my people. Well, most of them. But why the hell do I feel sad when I think of making him pay for what he did to my people. The Kings were almost done with their drunken stupor. I walked back into the room and took a seat. The King of Latoli, King Herod smiled at me and stood up. "This is the formal Princess of the Kingdom of Icanar, right?" He asked and chuckled. I was beginning to hate this man.

A lot of tension could be seen on the faces of three women, and for an unexplained reason, Roseline was among those three. "Great people of Gaza Kingdom" the royal priest began. "it's indeed, a blessed day for us all today - day we'll be honoring an important event. "Today, the King gets to chose his bride. Today, he gets to chose a Queen for us all. Today, we get to honor her. And for the first thing, I need the two brides to please step out here". Valerie looked nervous as she walked out, With Kaylan as well. Their heads were both bowed as they walked out and stood at the right hand side of the stage.

“I’m sorry, madam. I’m just a driver. But maybe you should visit and see some places that play huge significant value to the history of Capria.” “See? You’re not just a driver. Tell me about the King?” “Ahh. America has no monarch, yeah? The first king was King Kamrun—” “Who?” “King Kamrun of Braynburg?” “Oh, and the current King?” “He’s critically ill.” His people must love the King if he didn't rule like in that 15th-century monarchies. “I’m sorry to hear about that.” My chest felt hollow. “The Prince apparent is Prince Isodore, Duke of Burkhese. You should visit Burkhese. It’s a great place, surrounded by the ocean. If you want to visit a little bit colder than Winterbourn, try Guardion.

"when you get back, we will organise a competition." "I don't want she-wolves competing over me," I said, the whole idea left me feeling dirty. I hated the idea of being forced to take a random stranger as a mate over my goddess chosen mate. The goddess made mates perfect for us in every way, so why should I settle. The King saw it differently. Since learning his mate couldn't have children he'd grown hard and resentful. Why the King of all people should have an infertile mate was a secret the goddess held onto tightly.

Suddenly a voice rang out. “MAJOR General HENRY PLEASE STOP, I AM THE MAN IN RULE IN THE Citadel. I HAVE CREATED THE PRINCESS AND THE PRINCIPLE HAS eloped. WE DON'T WANT WAR, PLEASE STOP. HE HAS RECEIVED ONE, AND I WILL GIVE THE KING TO HIM, UP TO HIM.” “I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU SAY, TODAY STEPHAN KINGDOM WILL BE FUCKED, NO MORE LIKE A KINGDOM. THROW!!!"

I would not G****e it, but Kelsey laughs, shaking her head. “I wouldn’t put it past him. The King treats his subjects like their commodities, completely replaceable. He’s the youngest King ever, and you don’t get to be King in your twenties without a trial of blood behind you.” Kelsey points her ladle at us in warning, “So watch ya’ step, or the King will gut ya’ like a fish!” “Or hang your head above his fireplace, I heard the king loves a trophy, and a pretty head like yours would be perfect.” Toni swats at my hair and Dawn pushes him back to his station.