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“You heard me. I’m the soon-to-be queen of the central kingdom. Kira Summers… I mean, Arabella Ravaryn. I know Victoria put you up for this, so drop it!” They snapped their teeth louder, growling deeper, like my threats meant nothing. The man threw his head back and howled…long, victorious. The others joined in, the sound shaking the trees. “Luck’s on our side today, brothers,” he shouted over the noise. “Finally, the kingdom pays for what they owe us rogues.” Rogues? Oh God. Like rebels? Outcasts? The dangerous ones everyone whispers about. Is this like their territory? Am I in serious trouble? Real, life-ending trouble?

Okay, well, maybe I can’t leave now. We chatter as we sip the excellent whisky. The guys bring Tobias up to date with the happenings in the kingdom, the gossip, their mates, and everyone’s excitement for the party in two days. They talk about the situation with Daemon and the bears, and King Simeon of the Fae. It sounds as if all the other kingdoms have had new heirs born while Tobias has been away. Fuck. So much life happened in six months.

“Ah, Bridget, it is a realm hidden deep within our territory. A place where nature’s bounty flows freely, untouched by the human world. It is a secret gem, known only to our kind.” Bridget’s eyes sparkled with curiosity, and she stepped closer to her father. “Tell me more, Father. What makes this kingdom so special?” Cyrus paused, his gaze distant as he recalled the kingdom’s wonders. “It is a land of plenty, my dear. The cows there produce milk as rich as the moonlight, and the rivers carry flecks of gold in their waters. Our pack’s influence extends far beyond the confines of our forest, and this kingdom is a testament to the ancient werewolf secrets we’ve safeguarded for generations.”

KING OMAS' POV:- Wearing my robe, I stepped out of my bedroom. My crown was on my head. I made my way straight towards the hall of throne. My name is King Omas. And I am the king of one of the few supernatural creature kingdoms. There were not many left. The humans took over all the Kingdoms. And we became minors. Humans were tricky. With all our powers, we still lost the fight against them. I was one of the rarest kind. I was a werelion. I was the only one living. In my kingdom, there were all kinds of creatures. And I was their king. And I did everything I could to keep it balanced.

People would stop us on our walks through the kingdom and they would tell us how lucky we were to have such wonderful parents and great role models. All that was true. My parents are the best and do such good things for their people. As I got into my teenage years my father started explaining a little at times on how the kingdom was run and things to do and what not to do. It wasn’t until recently when my dad gave this assignment to the rogue king that I learned more about the dangers of running a kingdom. Even then I didn’t fully understand just how dangerous things could get…..until now. “One job,” my dad runs his fingers who’s salt and pepper hair frustratingly.

For unknown reasons, Ubbe hadn't allowed her to have her own sword or bow, leaving her with only her knife—Torvi's knife—to defend herself. She heard a rustling noise not far away, presuming it was Ubbe. But a bolting figure told her otherwise as she ducked away just in time to avoid the blade of steel swinging at her. Surprised to see King Ragnar standing there with a sword in hand and a smirk on his face, she found herself glaring at him as her quivering hand found the hilt of her knife. It was no wonder where Ivar got his sneakiness from. "Where's Ubbe?" she asked, growing more and more irritated as he studied her with those glinting eyes of his before he almost caught her off-guard by sw

Roen asked looking at how disheveled the king looked like and blood stains were seen on his cloak he wore. "My Kingdom was attacked by a man who called himself Lucifer. He was with Rae the mermaid girl, though she didn't join in the attack. He warned me to take my remaining people out of my Kingdom or else we will die like others. I have taken my remaining people to the cave behind my Kingdom and asked them to stay there while I come here to inform you." King Davea explained. "We fought with Skeletons, real Skeletons." He added.

Queen Isle expressed, her body steaming angrily. "Well, my queen. I think you should listen to King Coleman. Seriously, you should consider yourself noteworthy for your labors. We have Six kingdoms which consist of the werewolves, the fairies, the humans, the elves, the vampires, and the dragon kingdoms. And all of them are lawfully under your great feet except for the kingdom of the elves. You have to be lenient yet tough... I wholly congratulate you on this victory, Queen Isle. Even your late spouse couldn't acquire as much as this," Beta Kappa intently raved and praised her.

My lessons are well rounded. From my teachings I have learned that Oremgoth is made up of four kingdoms: Jotum, Nidavelle, Heimed, and Skaldic. I found out that I was originally from Nidavelle, the land of forests. Skaldic is North and entirely on a peninsula on the sea. It tends to be in perpetual winter, only thawing out a few months out of the year. Jotum and Heimed are where much of our agriculture comes from and Heimed tends to be a bit milder in temperature, it being further south. Together these four kingdoms make up the High Kingdom of Oremgoth of which I am to become Queen as soon as I am married to the High King. That blessed union will be in one year.

• • • • King Williamson or Williams of the Aqua Kingdom • • • • ~ ~ A vast kingdom but not as vast as the Solis and the Caelum kingdom and far away from them. However, greater than the Terre Kingdom and made up of great warriors ~ ~ It was late, and King Williamson was in his bedroom preparing to go sleep when his Kingsman Tommy barges in, "My king, you went for me." "How is the princess?" King Williams asks as he moves towards his bed and sits down while looking at Tommy.