Knights Of Round Table Shirt Novels & Stories

I extend my hand and pluck out a box of tea with a vivid painting of a ballroom and nobility from the regency era. The labeling states Royal British Earl Grey. Oooh, Interesting! I'd like to try this sometime. Placing it back, my eyes drift to a box with a painting of a silver dragon soaring over an emerald European countryside. A determined-looking medieval knight clad in armor sits atop the dragon's neck. The Knights' dark blue surcoat whipped in the wind behind him, a blue Christian Cross in the middle of his doublet. Sword raised in one hand while in the other a shield covered with the same Cross. Tufts of his blonde hair escape through his open helmet.

All the knights and guards wore the colours of their houses and embroidered sigils proudly on their armour and capes. The carnival ground was decorated with flags bearing the sigils of all the noble houses present, some of which she recognized like the purple grapes on their vine on a deep green background of the Douglas' of Tyrene and the Crowned Eagle of Imras. She hadn't met the Prince of Imras yet but she felt like she knew him as Princess Alyn couldn't stop talking about him. The Princess had finally agreed to don a bell sleeved midnight blue velveteen gown that had the crowned owl embroidered all around the bodice in silver, leaving the bottom part bare.

"Remember that I'm new here so naturally, I don't know much yet." It shook itself. "You're good at reasoning." He laughed at this promise. "I was born this way," I answered with a smile. My uniform is different now because this is my uniform in the knight circle. I know what you are thinking, he looks like a royal uniform but yes it is. This is what I see in the knight circle, but with Cayden, Gen, and Lucas it's a little different. Theirs is more detailed and has a lot of gold linings and designs it's almost similar to ours but it's still really noticeable to them.

I chuckled dryly. “Your highness, I am sure our pack will warmly welcome you. If her highness the luna permits, can this knight present you with a lucky charm?” Arki asked. “A lucky charm?” Arki had my full attention. Anything that could help me relax at that moment. “Yes, your highness. In the darkest times in my life, this helped me stay strong and always look forward to life,” Arki fetched out a golden knight’s badge. It had the design of a rose pierced by two swords in a cross. He held the tip of a sword and presented it to me.

Then, the door opened. Some man entered the hall and moved with the calmness and accuracy of one who had been bred in the high school to hold the center of attention. He stood perfectly, and his shoulders were as squared as possible, and his movements were determined yet flowing. The dress of the royal guard was his, and he wore armor over a plain uniform, and his boots were polished to a mirror finish, his gloves immaculate. The silence was broken by the voice of Rowan. This is your personal knight, Cassian. He will act in your service and keep you safe and secure.

he said, reaching out a hand to me. My jaw dropped as I looked at the knight, really looked at his armor. The familiar crest was on the left side of his breastplate, and I mouthed the name of the kingdom to myself. "You're a knight of the kingdom Thelmes." I finally stuttered out, and he nodded.

Now that I got these knights away from my village, I better think about my escape now. Kael told himself as he was sitting on a horse behind Grand Knight Bryle with his hands chained. He realized that there were also eight knights in a formation with them. One in front was a banner man carrying the flag of the Ice Crown. Kael and the grand knight were in the center and the other seven knights surrounded them as they travelled on their horses.

Inside was a glamorous reception room, all in Roman decors, though there was some European-style furniture. “Once you’re done with his Majesty,” the knight said, “come to us if you have time.” They departed, leaving me alone without any guards. Since I wasn’t in trouble, I let myself stroll around. There was a long table with seven chairs in the middle of the room. It had the guild’s insignia carved at the center. Next to them was a glass cabinet filled with various drinks and colorful bottles. On the other side, there were two bookshelves, with a large photograph of a Roman bust between them.

A white hooded figure walked in the hallway of a grand place with big steps. A man in ponytail was walking alongside him with his right hand firmly holding onto the sword sheath on his hips. It wasn’t to prepare for a fight with the white figure, but it was a knightly quality of Shouha’s Royal Knights. These Royal Knights also goes by the name Royal Samurais and their outfit consisted of a long yukata with plates, like cuirass, but it’s not full body. The type of armor signified their class: Gold plates for Grade-2 samurai, Silver for Grade-3 samurai, and Bronze for Grade-4 samurai. This samurai was wearing gold, which means that he’s a Grade-2 samurai.

Athelstan leaned his back on the hard cold stone, while the wooden doors opened wide, he had sent guards to escort them to him. His guards were escorting five knights. The green cloaks came down from his shoulders and grazed the floor. They wore brown leather chainmail engraved with the Fanil coat of arms. The knights were unarmed, arm-in-arm holding helmets, all five stopped in front of the throne and waved their heads slightly, but did not bow. "Five knights for a message?" asked one of the lords, arching an eyebrow. "It's a very important message," replied one of the knights. "Who sends you to bring this message?" asked Athelstan, looking at the knight who had spoken straight in the dark