Romans & histoires Masked Royal

Then someone knocked on his door, "Y-Your highness, are you alright?! There are loud noises coming from your room." Russel stopped himself from further going crazy and had opened the door for the maid. "…what gives you the right to disturb me right now?" The maid was intimidated by the Prince and had slowly taken a few step away. "I-I apologize, your highness. Please forgive me." She immediately bowed down to the Prince and tried to escape but she was instead pulled inside the room. "How can I ever forgive such sin you have done! Disturbing a member of the Royal Family is a GRAVE SIN!" He began to scold her.

I hear a chuckle and look at the side of Alex that looks at me surprised and see it wad Logan that chuckled. “Well, Mason will be king, without fighting for it, IF the moon-goddess haven’t already marked another wolf with the Royal mark.” “Royal mark?“ “Yes, the Royal mark, it is to be given to the wolf stronger than others. The wolf that will be the father of a long line of Kings.” “That means, that fate might not want Mason to be the best thing.” We all look at him. “What does that make look like,” I Ask looking at the king waiting. But it is surprising, and so is everyone but the king, when it is Alex that answers.

She's hilarious and I think I just hit the jackpot by picking her as my friend here. "So you have a crush? Who's the unlucky man?" I joked and she pouted at me? "I'm not telling you because if I tell someone who my crush is it might not come true." "Who told you that?" "My father." She said proudly and I shook my head. "There's a term called confession, Mandy. If you confess, the other person they might reconsider and maybe start to look at you as a women " I said remembering the tips from my father. He used it on my mother though. My mother wasn't keen on my father at first because he's the future King of Denmark at that time but he confessed and showed his love for her. My mothers heart me

"Don't worry too much. Marco is the best warrior in Almario. He's defeated thousands of rebels in the war - catching one masked stranger should be easy for him." The others nodded, but the crown prince could feel the worry knotting in his stomach. He had a bad feeling about this. "Do you really think Marco caught that masked stranger?" Mahara asked nervously, echoing his thoughts. Avoi tried to maintain a positive outlook, her voice firm. "Of course, he did. Let's not lose hope," she said, trying to rally their spirits. The crown prince couldn't help but wonder if he was the only one who sensed that something was amiss.

[LYCAN ROYAL CASTLE - NIGHT] The grand royal castle is cloaked in an eerie silence as the moonlight filters through the ancient stained glass windows, casting ethereal patterns on the marble floor. Eskaal, the former alpha lord now hidden beneath a guard's armour, moves stealthily through the corridors. He has donned the guise of a palace guard in his desperate quest to find his infant daughter, who had been hidden away from him.

He turned to Verity, waiting for an answer, but she just shook her head. She opened her mouth, but before she could an Omega ran to the end of the aisle. “Please stand and bow to his Majesty, King Rowan Lukos.” A hush fell over the crowd as Rowan stepped up to the end and held out a hand for a mask. His dark hair was ruffled in a way that had both of my wolves rumbling, and I had to fight to keep it inside. His shirt was partially open for everyone to see the mating mark on his neck, and there was another gasp that went through the crowd.

She slips into my room and shuts the door behind her before I can even greet her. Her eyes are too bright, shining with excitement. “Maddie, I found something.” My stomach drops. “What kind of something?” “The mark.” She grabs my wrist, tugging me closer, as if afraid someone might overhear. “It’s not just anyone’s. The golden mark belongs to a royal. It is rare for the royal pack to mate outside their own ranks, so this fact is scarcely known among common wolves.” The word hangs between us, heavy and dangerous.

Marcus paced to and fro clearly still trying to process the news he had received. He looked at the opened letter on the floor then at the envelope, stamped with a royal seal clearly proving that it was indeed from the king "I hope this letter finds you in good health. His royal highness King Roland has ordered a ceremony in the crown prince's name with the intention to choose his betrothed. The ceremony will be in two days do bring young lady Tamera. His highness is deeply sorry for the unseen change of plans." it had read

I exclaim. “Yes. Completely serious.” Rose pauses with a small sigh. “I have a birthmark,” Rose shows me the little crown on the side of her right wrist. “This mark is what is known in shifter prophecy as the mark of the Royal Mother. Centuries ago, there was a great shifter war and during it, the werewolf royal line was killed off. A few hundred years later, seers around the world foretold of a strong and powerful Alpha that would be mated to a human female who bears the royal mark. She would be known as the Womb of Royalty and together with her fated Alpha, birth the new royal line. Their children, the new royals, would bring light and peace to the shifter world.

“I am Aeron, Alpha of Obsidian. And if you don’t move, you’ll regret standing in my way.” Laughter rippled among the guards. “He even speaks like him. Clever.” Aeron inhaled slowly, then stepped closer. “You want proof?” His hand lifted, and in one swift motion, he bared his forearm. The skin shimmered, revealing the mark of the Obsidian—the tattoo that every member of the royal family had. It was a tattoo etched in silver light. It glowed in the light as they stared at it. “Tell me, can a trick forge this?”