Novel & Cerita Lancelot Knights Of The Round Table

Chapter 36 XXXVI Rosalie “Avalon?” I turn to Estelle in disbelief. “As in King Arthur and his round table of knights?” Estelle hummed her agreement, before brushing past and down the stairs. “Is there any fairy tale, that is just that?... A story to lull children to sleep.” “Oh, King Arthur was a very real person. As was Merlin.”

As the sun rose, a group of people approached. In their lead was an elderly man wearing a golden robe. He wielded an illuminating two-meter-long sword with mysterious-looking patterns carved on it. Behind the elderly man were eight knights in golden robes. As the elderly man neared, many stood up and gazed at him. He was Koehler Keyes, the leader of the Knights and the wielder of Excalibur, the faith of all knights. He was also ranked second on the Elysian Ranking.

“He shocked me and while Camelot military as he achieved perfection in his graduation training, he scored a whopping 400 points out of the 400 allocated as the milestone. “What astonished me the most was that he scored more than the allocated 400 points, but there was no place to further increase his points tally. What a genius.” Knight General Roberts spoke with so emotion, from his tone you could even visibly see the faint ripples of being proud overflowing. “When Lancelot, the prodigy from the North Region of Camelot broke the record, setting it at 380 points, the whole country was shocked. Lancelot is now a great and major pillar of the Camelot military; he is now one of the few knights

“She has the kindest heart of anyone I’ve ever known. She’s stubborn when it matters, foolish when she loves, and braver than she’ll ever admit. And if anyone deserves joy—true, unshakable joy—it is her.” The courtiers shifted, surprised murmurs weaving between them, but Maddie didn’t care. She never had. Her words still rang in the hall when another voice cut through. Deeper, steady, and familiar. “If the Lady’s closest friend may speak,” A knight said, stepping out from the gathered crowd, “then surely his men may, too.” The room shifted. Courtiers quieted, curious. A cluster of Gideon’s knights emerged from the edge of the hall, their armor polished, their movements sharp even here.

Lancelot had been particularly idle these past few days. Earlier that day, while eating at a tavern, he had overheard people at the next table plotting to kill the king. Without hesitation, he had scurried over excitedly. Upon learning that a heroic figure like Commander Morris had been killed, he was instantly filled with righteous indignation. Mostly, though, it was because he had heard from Fred and the others that Commander Morris had been Henry's close friend. In that case, he had to do his part.

They way it rolled off his tongue so easily…it made something deep within me ache. “To answer your question,” Lancelot said once he’d calmed down, “I don’t just rely on sex as my diet otherwise I wouldn’t be barking at you every morning to get me some coffee,” a pointed look in my direction, his eyes still sparkling, before he turned his eyes back on the road. “I can eat all sorts of food and before you ask, I use the bathroom just like any human does, but unlike humans my body can’t extract the nutrients out of those foods to provide me energy. I can only borrow energy from human females and I’m sure you know the rest.”

Clayton asked “your horrible at making up nick names” “You know.. One of King arthur’s most trusted Knights. that loved queen Guinevere but could never have her .. Your my Lancelot, you may want me but you definitely unworthy to have me.” I sassily retorted as I heard laughter from the kitchen . I cautiously strode in the kitchen as the glorious smell of breakfast hit me.Blythe stood at the stove making the most mouth watering breakfast. My stomach rumbles loudly making its presence known. ”I love her already. .. I definitely approve and sorry about “flavor of the week”comment I just not use to Clayton’s dating “ Blythe stayed proudly . I didn’t know what Blythe meant to Clayton but it was

she then asked in a teasing manner. She tried to assess the person who was seated in front of her, studying his features carefully. Arthur Knight, the CEO of A. K. Media, has a strong angular face and his dark hair was swept carelessly, parting at the sides. Long dark lashes hid pale blue eyes, the shape and colour were a familiar sight to her. The Knight siblings were all blessed with almond shaped and light blue eyes which were similar to Abigail's. He has strong broad shoulders, probably broader than Aaron's and if he worked out as hard as his womanising brother, a sculpted and lithe body should be hidden underneath that white and pristine Ralph Lauren shirt.