Knight Bowing To Queen Novels & Stories

After the darkness is vanish the Queen looked at me and says. Queen: Are you done? Akira: Yeah. Queen: Good then. We’ll be in your care Master. After saying that the Queen, Princess and their entourage are giving me 90° bow. A Servitude bow to be exact. I only giving them nod and sat on the place that the Queen sat before. Seeing me sat on the couch, the former Queen then asking me. Queen: So what are you do with us.

“Long live the King and Queen!” “Long live the King and Queen!” The shouts echoed across the hall, and shivers rushed through me. Then, like a wave, the nobles lowered to their knees, placing one fist on their hearts and bowing their heads. My breath caught in my throat. “See?” Kaan whispered in my ear. “I told you that you'd bring them all to their knees.” He leaned closer and nibbled on my earlobe. “You can easily bring your King to his knees if you want to.”

he said seriously. Athelstan swallowed the urge to punch him in the face and gave a sarcastic smile, without uttering the slightest word. Amris emerged from the doors just then, walking with his back straight, with his helmet under his arm, while his cloak brushed the stone floor down the steps. "Your Majesty," said the knight, stopping before the king and queen and making a solemn bow, before walking away and heading for the horse that was ready for him. "I didn't think you took Amris in your escort," his surprised mother said.

His thumb lingered at her jaw. “A Queen,” he said softly, “should never kneel before anyone.” She blinked at him, heart stuttering in her chest. Then, without letting her go, he turned her slowly to face the court. “You let them kneel before you.” And they did. The silence cracked—and like a tidal wave of obedience, every soul in the courtyard—warriors, nobles, onlookers, even the stone-faced guards—dropped to their knees. Heads bowed. Spears lowered.

Somebody whom I should be able to trust with my life and yet respect? A maid now came out practically at once, sliding rocket-like over the hall. She curtly bowed, then spoke. Your Highness, the knight is called and is waiting on you. I breathed deeply and got myself straight as Rowan leaned his head. The seconds passed, and with each stroke of the clock they seemed immeasurably long. Then, the door opened.

I am utterly in awe of the beautiful creature in front of me. “Our mate.” Rohan mutters dreamily. “Our queen.” I agree.

[Segundus] “My Liege,” two knights bow before me. The one speaking is quivering with fear while the second knight remains prostrated before the throne, his head arms and chest flat against the cold, hard, slate floor. The first knight hesitates. He knows he has to deliver bad news, I can tell by the stink of fear emanating off of him and how his body collapses when he kneels before me, his head tapping the floor.

I was prepared to give her the maximum problem if she came with the mindset that half of the problems they have with me have been solved since they were done with the preparation for the separation ritual. Immediately, I opened the door to the room, she stood up and bowed her head with her hands placed under her abdomen in respect, which amazed me because that was the way of showing respect to the royals. I was not expecting any respect from the elders, since they are all so bent on making my life a living hell before even impeaching me. “You are welcome, my Queen” she greeted, her head bowed to the lowest to show the grey hair split apart at the center of her head.

​Kneel. ​Instantly, like a row of dominos falling to a mechanical whim, the members of the Silver Crescent Pack dropped. Alpha Garrick went down to one knee, bowing his head deeply. Luna Evelyn bowed her face to the cobblestones. Brandon and Cynthia collapsed instantly, their bodies trembling under the sheer pressure of the King’s divine right to rule. Hundreds of warriors and omegas hit the ground in perfect unison, their heads bowed, their eyes pinned to the dirt. ​Except for Seraphina.

Jessica stepped backward, and Richard took four long strides to the front. "Your Majesty," they all bowed in unison as though they were soldiers trained to do that anytime they saw the king. "All rise," he ordered, and they lifted their heads, looking straight at him. "We are under attack; most areas of the Black Knight Pack are currently surrounded by an enemy pack. As I speak to you now, they are on their way to this mansion." Gasps of shock filled the atmosphere as the members of staff murmured amongst themselves. "Quiet!" the king commanded, and everywhere stilled with pin-drop silence.