Lord Milori And Queen Clarion Novels & Stories

Ismeralda pressed on, “then let’s insist that Ama agrees to the arrangement prepared for his granddaughter. We must not give her a chance to break free!” “We agree! Don’t worry—just don’t forget about us!” shouted a firm and dominant voice. From the shadows emerged Clark Renoval, the third highest-ranking member of the Clinthon Crown Clan. His posture was upright, his presence heavy—each step echoing with authority. His shoulders were broad, his eyes sharp enough to pierce through flesh. He was no mere subordinate; he was known as the clan’s “iron arm,” famous for unmatched bravery and loyalty… yet now, that very loyalty bowed before Ismeralda.

Taron spoke. "I --" Taron spoke and Kira repeated. "I, Kira Brown, accept my place as the Luna and Alpha Queen of the La Gualias clan and promise to serve, protect and support each and every member of the clan with the best of my capabilities. I promise to keep my clan and its interest before my own, and I promise to serve them with fully loyalty until I am the Luna and Alpha Queen of this clan." And as Kira finished her oath, she signed her name next to Dimitri's in the book, becoming the Alpha Queen officially.

I moved beside her, trying to see what had frozen her. "It's a record. From before the massacre." Lila's hands were shaking slightly where they held the edges. "The clan leader wrote down everything. Who was involved. Who knew what. Who made deals with who." "Deals with Black Moon?" "Deals with everyone who wanted royal power." Her eyes kept moving across the text but her voice had gone odd. "Including people we thought were on our side." "What people?" Lila turned the scroll so I could see. Pointed at a name written in faded ink.