Kings Requiem Novels & Stories

His voice shook a bit as he said it. King Derek wiped out…what? I couldn’t hear the whole story, but I’d heard enough to stay angry. A massacre? If he was tied to Drogomor, that could be my chance to get the elders on my side. No one would trust a rogue with a past that dark, especially if it involved something as violent as Drogomor.

His jaw flexed. Then the wall between us cracked. A memory came through. Raiken kneeling in the Door of Kings. The masked king standing over him. A voice beneath the floor saying: THE FIRST KING SLEEPS IN THE QUEEN’S SECOND LIFE. I stepped away from Raiken. “You knew.” “I did not know it meant you.” “You suspected.” “I was trying to prove it wrong.” The archive whispered louder. Cassian moved between the floating crowns. “The first king cannot return without a body.”

Hence the guards around where already prepared to secure anyone or everyone that had come from far and Near to pay their last respect to the Great King Alexander of Camelot. The were fully armed with wolf baned weapons and the once which they had thought would be effective against witches, just incase any of them decided to launch any farewell attack against the city having heard that the king was dead. The colour black took over the whole place, as it seemed to be what everyone was putting on as they all stood around the King's Caskette with mournful looks on their faces as they watched the Palace priest say some words that most of them where not really interested to lisren to. Most of them

Even his royal highness chamber is not luxurious as the abandoned chamber was. That chamber must be of the late king Harry knight and the late Queen Sofia Knight. What may have happened to them and that chamber? She leaves the painting and walks away from there with many questions arising in her heart. She was very tired today so she walks to bed and lay in bed for some time. After some minutes she fell asleep.

They stayed in that position for a long time. Kieran walked into the king's chambers where Alessandro and Isabella sat, “I heard word of the king’s miraculous recovery. I had to come to see for myself”, he prostrated before Malcolm, “His Highness". He walked to Isabella and took her palm in his and kissed it lightly, “You’re indeed a valuable gem to this court" She smiled at him. Malcolm smiled, “Indeed. Kieran I believe the vampire kings are on their way". Kieran nodded and stood upright.

218 "You have to mark her now!" Her mom yells in grief, an endless trail of tears gushing down her eyes as she pleads to the King. He doesn't say anything but he finds it very hard to ignore her words. He continues to stare at the little girl breathing her last few breaths of air. He's heart broken, and disoriented. Physically and emotionally drained. He's crying hard, but only on the inside. "I don want to hurt her." He then says, voice almost inaudible yet crystal clear for the girl's parents to hear.

I slammed the door in cold rage before marching to Theo's emotionless, stone cold face. "Have you heard?" I practically spat as I glared at his emotionless features. He kept quiet, but I knew him better than he knew himself so it was easy to spot the pain, rage, confusion and mostly regret that sprinkled in those chocolate brown, cold orbs of his. They shone as bright as stars for me regardless of the strong, cold facade he had on. Theo is like a brother to me, we have known each since birth and so I know him very well. " My Luna and Queen is going to die due to your careless and selfish decisions. I would rather you reject her so she can go back to her old life, to the people who care about

“We want to tell you and get your approval. But I don’t see your lack of approval stopping us any time soon.” After weeks of loneliness, of second-guessing, of pain, his words are like a magic spell. A balm to an ache I didn’t even know I was carrying. We want to do this right, to use it to find the real murderer, but we also want to be wed. How incredible to think that and believe it. “Apologies,” King Kieran says. I whirl around to the foreign king and queen I nearly forgot about. They haven’t moved from their thrones, and Queen Raven’s hand still covers her mouth.

"R-Rosan…" He mumbled with his shaking voice. That is when Conor gave the order to let anyone else in here be gone. From what he saw, it was the very first time Alexis had that sorrowful tone. Not at the funeral of the former king, not even at the funeral of his mother, the former queen. On a fine day that none would have ever thought something tragic would happen, on such a wonderful day that anyone who saw it would tell that it was a perfect day, no one would dare agree that it would be the best day for someone to die.

All around the position of the body had been placed wooden benches; some were occupied by people who were standing there praying for the deceased king, asking for grace for his soul from the Gods, praying to his mother to welcome her into his arms and take her to the place, where all souls rested in peace. Sumon silently approached the body, the eyes of those present focused on her, rested with one hand on the wood, while the other lifted it gently and then passed it over the pale and cold face of the deceased, leaving a tender caress on his cheek, cleansed of his beard. The king's cold skin sent a shiver all over her body when she came into contact with the palm of his hand. The new queen s