King Richard Lionheart Novels & Stories

Richard paused for a moment, then understood: “Only a few more days until the full moon. Maybe this time he will use ‘him’. I really do not understand. How could the King be so cruel to his own son? The Queen did not make any moves to help him either. He's actually being controlled, he's not the bloodthirsty one they see. He is my friend...” Irene looked at Richard's slightly lost expression and said: “If I go into battle this time, then after this battle, not only the Northern Kingdom but also allied countries will think that I am betraying my promise of honor, that of House Rothnor. Whether or not "that person" was used, the only one named after the battle was the Rothnor. And that's not a

I walked to the throne room, and Irish was having a difficult time keeping up with me, so I slowed down. “Come to the garden tomorrow by 2 o’clock sharp,” I said. “Okay, your majesty,” she said, confused. “You may leave,” I said. Then I passed another hallway, with what the maid said running through my head. I totally forgot about that rule, but now she has reminded me it can only mean that there are others with that mindset, and she is right. What King Richard II did to the kingdom many years ago will never leave demon history. He killed many and turned them into slaves, and for years he ruled them, and it was mostly the poor that suffered.

He looked about the sitting room, then back to his cane. “Well, go on, I know I want to hear the story, go on tell us.” Dr. MacCleary piped up sitting up from the brown sofa. “Alright, well, my twenty-fifth great grandfather, Sir Leofric Finnan Hawthorne, was a mighty warrior, having fought in the Saintonge War in France and the first Baron’s War, he was awarded a knighthood by King Henry the Third of England.” He paused smiling, leaning on the antique cane. “Just as he was knighted the second Baron’s War approached. It was then Prince Edward, was taken hostage, and Sir Leofric was the one that helped free him. The young Prince was out hunting and Leofric rescued him at the behest of King He

Meanwhile, all the participants from the Kingdom of De Kruk confidently stepped to Kharel's side, which made the participants from the Kingdom of Kys click their tongues. “Hey, you .…” Leo said, pointing at Richard with his index finger. Richard raised his eyebrows but remained standing beside Kharel. Leo said again, “Crown Prince of the Kingdom of De Kruk. You … why are you joining your enemy?”

“Richard… Lancelot?” He raised an eyebrow, looking almost offended, though there was a hint of a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. “Yes, Richard Lancelot. What’s so funny about that?” “It sounds like you stepped right out of a medieval story,” I said, shaking my head. “Were you raised to slay dragons or save damsels in distress?” Richard chuckled, folding his arms and leaning back against the counter. “For your information, Tilda Winters, it’s a solid, respectable name.”

Oden asks with a protuded eyes. " its concerning the maiden whom you unjustly accused of stealing the signet ring" Richard barked. His eyes wild, ready for a bloody confrontation. " And what about her?" " You handed he over to Frenger!" Richard cries out. " And so?, She deserves death." " Death?, death for what?. Death for standing up for herself against a so-called king?," Richard then laughs, his voice cracking and his eyes watery. " I leave to get her, she is my choice bride" Richard said bluntly, turning to leave.

Lenato said while he congratulated Rolfe. The other members gave a gift to commemorate this occasion. The Chief gave Rolfe a Zonian sword he recovered from the wilderness where his tribe lived. Margaret gave Rolfe silver armor that would deflect even the most deadly blow. The Inquisitor presented Rolfe a stallion born from the strongest and swiftest breed in the Kingdom. His father, Lenato, gave his son a crimson cape that matched his armor. These gifts would make Rolfe stand out from the rest of the knights and fill anyone with envy, awe, and a sense of command.

“Usually only members of the royal family are lions or lionesses. Typically we would think the oldest lioness would be the king's mother, but she is deceased, so the title would fall to his oldest sister, the one he called Minette, but she also died. His younger sisters died even before that, so we are at a loss as to who he is referring to. His wife perhaps, though it seems unlikely Catherine would come to Scotia. The lioness might be a cousin, but that would be a first that he had extended it so far. His daughter is still young. We really don’t know. We will see who it is when she arrives with the murder of crows.” “I’m guessing that is a group of something other than the birds.” “His elit

He glanced at the royal councils. Richard D. Scarlet smiled wryly. “How sad. You still don’t realize that you are no longer acknowledged as the prince of the Panthera kingdom. Even though you share the same blood, you and King Rion are incomparable.” A moment after saying that, Richard D. Scarlet’s neck was already in Aiden’s cold hand. Fortunately, before Aiden could do anything, his firm grip was released to avoid Roul who was attacking him from above. CRACK! The chair that Aiden was sitting on shattered into pieces after being hit by Roul’s punch. Kaven dashed and immediately led Richard D. Scarlet to a safer side.

“ Or didn't you hear that the Storm's never betray? I don't expect you to know that casue you've always been dumb. “ Richard was caught trying to steal the royal scroll and when interrogated, he confessed that he had connived with Lady Eleanor and Lord Balor to take the throne for themselves. " To think I married a good man but you were only after my money. Makes me wonder, did you plan my banishment too? “ She smirked evilly and he shook his head vigorously. " I would never betray you. “ Richard said weakly. " Yet you betrayed my family." She scoffed.