King's Cage Victoria Aveyard Novels & Stories

The panoramic view of the city beyond the window serves as a silent backdrop to the turbulent emotions that swirl within the confines of my office. "Oh my god, Henry, you can't be this dumb," Chris sighs, the exasperation in his voice underscoring the futility of my chosen path. "This is exactly what he wants, for you to play his pathetic little game." The room, adorned with vintage rugs and regal furnishings, seems to close in further as the weight of Chris's words settles. The echoes of our conversation linger, mingling with the timeless ambience of the royal estate, leaving behind a sense of impending upheaval in the air.

"Zavian's. He can help us." He shakes his head. "This could be at his hand." "It's not, I mean, your guards turned against you, considering none came to your aid right away. Zavian has no motive to do that to you, when I'm in the manor," I explain. There's little point arguing to him that I know Zavian's character, and I have no doubt that the newly appointed King would never do such a thing. Vaia smiles wickedly from amidst the shadows. "Your little wife is telling you Zavian wants her alive and not you. How charming."

Now, that the King is dead Victoria's life would be in more danger. After midnight I snuck back inside the palace using a hidden door down in the dungeon. The dungeon was adorned with thick spider webs, grime and had a foul smell of molds and damp earth from years of neglect and it now housed numerous species of rodents. The moment I slid inside her closet, the side of my mouth quirks up when I notice the well-oiled hinges. I shook my head in amusement before I wipe it off as I pushed the door open to her room. The sight of her comfortably lying in her bed had my body turned rigid. There's nothing more I wanted to do than to slide my body beside her as I gather her into my arms.

I said as I shook his hand. “So,” he said, pulling out the chair opposite me and sitting on it, “You mentioned you know Paige,” “Yes,” I nodded. “She is currently staying in Black Crow Pack as the King's Mate.” “What? Paige is the queen?” Victor exclaimed. “Yes, she is, but I think she has a skeleton in her closet. She feels all fake to me.” “And why do you think so? From what I have heard, the King and Queen have mated and are even expecting a child together.” Victor started.

Zephyr stood at the rear, his blue magic lashing out, binding guards in tendrils of light, throwing them into the chasm. I fought at the center, the silver aura blazing around me. My claws extended, my dagger flashing. Every strike was precise, every movement driven by rage and grief and the desperate need to protect. But the guards kept coming. They were endless, relentless, pouring through the corridor like a flood. And then, I heard the King's voice behind me. "The final lock is broken." I looked back. The last cage door swung open. A woman stepped out—tall, silver-haired, her eyes the same shade of molten gold as the King's. She was weak, her body thin, but there was a fierce fire burnin

This was definitely going the wrong way. I had one last question that I wanted to ask her. Since her last answer about the plan sounded awful, I asked her with fear in my heart: “And what is your part in all this plan, Vanessa?” Her face lit up with a macabre smile and she said to me, "For now, I watch and report. But the time will come when the king will eventually suffer from a sudden illness. He may recover from this incident, but I will be there to make sure he doesn't make it out of the woods. No evidence, just a tragic event, and a new queen will arise. Someone who will be more inclined to accept some changes."

Bria assumed Avery was the mastermind. Avery remained silent, which Victoria took as a victory. Victoria grabbed Avery’s arm again, her voice a low hiss. "If I were you, I’d run. After that pup is born, leave the Ridge. Or I will show you what a true Montgomery hunt feels like." Avery pulled away, her eyes flashing with a cold, lethal light. She typed: Don't worry. I won't be staying in this den for long. Victoria snorted, feeling she had won the exchange, and strutted away.

" Lady Alice was behaving like a mad woman , She was holding a dagger in her hand , The maids were running helter scatter , The guards was trying to hold her down but they couldn't . " I want to see the king now are else I will kill everyone in this castle now " Edward and I got to the last floor , That was when I noticed the he was half naked he only had his trouser on ,I got a clear view of his back he had a large tattoo of two wings on his back ,I quickly averted my eyes from his back because I was already having stupid thoughts,I look at his hand he was holding his sword tightly ready to strike " What going on here"

The Queen nodded and came forward, the house was empty aside from Jamie who's looks could kill. The guards were supposed to be present but I guessed they were all sent out. The crown was the purest gold I've ever set my eyes upon. I wanted to gasp and adore it but again, it's not going to last a day in my head. Reality will dawn on me, but I'm never going to let this psychopath witch win. If I'm going to get killed or punished, it should be him under control and not anyone controlling him. Let me confirm my fears, let me find answers to my curiosity and decide my fate whether I'm going to die or not.

I took the sword and ran towards it, I could fit through it. I pushed the large vase under it and used it as a ladder to lift me so I could see what lies beyond— the woods with dozens of vervain. I felt the wind as it brushed my face and the scent of the flowers lingered in the air. The window was too small that I would struggle by just putting my head out. I need to get through this and run to the woods to be able to seek refuge in my father’s alliances. I pried it open as I attempted to crawl out of it but a loud voice called out my name in the garden. “Victoria,” Lord Zakariah shouted, “come out or I will kill your father.” My body tensed up as I heard the word father.