Romans & histoires Merlin: Knights

A baby wailed in a burning cradle until silence swallowed it whole. Three dozen Royal Knights—the finest warriors of the southern territory—arrived on griffin-back, blades drawn, magic flaring. They lasted seven minutes. Lightning struck their beasts from the sky. The witches toyed with them. Aldrian smashed through shields and bone like a demon from the pits of forgotten hells. One knight crawled, bloodied and sobbing, toward a broken scepter of communication—but his head was torn clean off before he reached it. The forest swallowed the screams, the smoke, the cries.

Even though the knights were without their spirits, they still outnumbered the werewolves. He ran towards the battalion, moving fast across the dark, mountainous terrain. Fenris knew the way like the back of his hand. He had been lurking around the area for the past few days. The golden knights were foolishly staying put. Even the dragon king Eros couldn’t summon them without the badge—another reason why the werewolves chose to attack now.

said Jaguar as he sat in the driver’s seat, glaring at Solen before finally getting in and driving away. Solen clenched her fist before going inside. While Erin stood in the center, Solen’s men surrounded him. He was kneeling, and his hands and feet are tied. “Erin Knight,” Erin looked up and smiled as she saw Solen Madrid on the throne. “Solen Madrid.” Solen grinned. “Mr. Knight, we meet again.” Erin smiled and looked her in the eyes. “Of course, since I’m a knight, we’ll meet.” Solen laughed because she didn’t think catching the Knights would be easy.

I had wind raising both Blake and I as we went to cross the knights; however, we were stopped when the knights grew triple their sizes, noticing that we were trying to flee. I looked at Blake whose canines were already bared, his wolf acting on instinct. And the same thing seemed to happen to Riya and Ariana who were standing by our sides. Elijah was knocked down by one of the knights, and it wasn’t long until one of the mermaids emerged from the water, cooing a gentle lullaby that had his eyes glowing blue as he fell into her chant.

I watch as the snake slithers up her body, and down her arm until it reattaches itself to the chalice once again. “Levi and Kenji shall position themselves on either side of me.” Levi and Kenji both move until they are standing on either side of Morgana, their eyes trained on me. “Remiel, you stand beside Levi and Lucern will stand beside Kenji. And you, my love.” Morgana gazes at me with adoration in her silver eyes. “You will stand across from me.”

“Ladies and gentlemen, we have a tie. I know everyone wants blood and gore. So, to break this tie, we will have the strongest warriors from the humans and the Narn fight. Fighters you have 15 min to prepare and be ready to fight. Kalen moved from his seat and motion for everyone to follow him. He made his way to the entrance into the fighting pit. He turned to Merlin and smiled. “Thank you, master, for everything you have done for me over the years. I don’t know what I would have done if you didn’t become my master,” he said to him.

he will always be my MY KNIGHT IN DARKNESS THE END A/n: so this is the end of this beautiful journey.... And happily ever after.... Please tell me how was it?...did you guys liked it or not?..or were you expecting a different ending?.. If you have any questions , you can ask them... I hope you all enjoyed it as much as I did... Thank you all of you for your love and support... Thank you Love you all so much.... So this is me ...signing off...good bye...see you all at my next story....enjoy ...lots of love...

The day of the return of the knights, led by Keane Clementine, had come. Outside the palace, the people were waiting for them. Many women stood by, expecting to see who they believed was the most striking man in the Kingdom of Grellis- Keane Clementine, the king’s cousin. In their mind, the king was equally gorgeous as his cousin, but Keane’s attitude hailed him as the most stunning. He was a laid-back and charming person. Similar to the king, the famous knight also had iced-blue eyes but partnered by his silver hair. He was the kind of man no woman could resist.

“To the stables, princess. From there we will rally my men to the barracks.” “And you briefed the lieutenant of this?” “Yes,” Falstad nodded. By the time they have reached the castle’s courtyard, many survivors; knights and servants have gathered together, and are about to depart. “Halt!” He yelled, calling for the highest-ranked person in the survivors. A thin young man stepped forward, introducing himself as a knight captain of the kingdom’s army as well as a hereditary baron in rank. His eyes glistened when he saw the princess, thanking Holus for protecting the last royalty. The knights and servants alike cheered, though, for some, it turned solemn the moment Falstad demanded authority ov

A subtle demonstration of keeping your friends close and your enemies… -- His outrage shook the whole village where his castle was erected. Trevino whipped them with his tails for failing to get him what he wanted. His son, Keron, killed his cousin Lewtant and had acquired his power. He's not sure if it is a commendable feat or not, but that didn't change the fact that they returned home empty-handed. He bellowed in both wrath and disappointment. The air is starting to get heavier. Trevino had to calm down if he wanted to avoid mass murder. "The Lower Realm Dwellers protected them, Your Majesty," said Keron ignoring the pain from his father's jeweled tip tails. "We had to retreat and report