Nino No Kuni 2 Revenant Kingdom Novels & Stories

--- K Whatever NEXT ARC: Leng, The Garden Master UPCOMING TITLE: Eliminate The Emperor's Crown

He turned to Kin, and noticed that she too, had also changed in appearance, and now sported a very short haircut with spiky blonde hair. He made to grab his knife that sat inside the coat draped over the bedside shelf, but Sonja was faster, and blew hot air into his face. Sharp, blinding pain erupted in his eyes, as though he had been sprayed with a spicy mixture. "What do you want?!" he shouted, rubbing his eyes. "We want to know what you know about the Alpha King of Saint Terrir. And you'd better tell us everything that we need to know." "Why?" "You are in no place to ask us questions, Mr. Adams. You are a far cry from your father, but that doesn't mean you don't have your uses."

She looked like a breath of air, like something enchanting but also deadly at the same time. Behind her was a young man who could almost look related to her. His orange hair was shorter, ending right above his shoulders, and it was clear to see that someone had attempted to contain some of his curls. He was dressed in the same green color, the outfit matching both Nicolais' and Sicca’s. “King Sebristien, Queen Jólena, welcome to the Kingdom of Summer,” Nicolais greeted, bowing his head a little. The Kingdom of Spring. “Thank you so much for the invitation,” Jólena almost sang, as she curtseyed before Nicolais.

I use my hand to guide Raiden’s hand into Reinaux’s and they shimmer, a light glow emanating as they cry out again and then a new cry fills the room, that of the tiny babe with the silver hair and other than a larger dick and the haircolor, the infant seems identical to its twin, even in size. “They are perfect!” Raiden gasps then falls back, exhausted. Finally Raiden turns to me and smiles, softly. “You made it and brought my twin,” they say, their voice barely over a whisper. “Yes, Raiden, this is Reinaux and we have other news, your majesty. You are twin prices of the Kingdom of Nod within the realm of Fae. We will need to return to rule but are permitted time here for Reinaux to learn an

I hadn’t even known him for a month, and yet it had felt like a lifetime. “HAHAHA! Did you not get taught anything boy...You never drop your weapon in a fight...The Imperial army is a load of trash nowadays, I the great Bandit King will reveal in the delights of the rich Imperial province. Dam. I wait to get a taste of their women...HAHAHA. Doesn't matter to you though. You will be dead!” Looking behind me, I saw a giant of a man. He was covered in some kind of scaled armour. On his head there even was a crown! Guess he was some kind of important bandit...well the king as he called himself. In his hands there was a massive hammer.

I was anxious that we would hurt them by mistake if we intervened in their rampage. “Yes, Gamma.” All the warriors inside and outside the border replied enthusiastically. “We are going to help Beta Albert, Dad. Nathan found his mate, and they marked each other during the chaos. Can you believe that?” Nolan informed me through mind-link, disbelief and shock evident in his voice. “What?” I was also astonished, but I saw two rogues trying to sneak behind them. Without thinking anything, I shot them. The bullets were made up of silver and were filled with wolfsbane.

“You have grown, daughter. We will prepare. The kingdom will soon learn what happens when someone betrays royal blood.” As they finally left me to rest and began making preparations, I rose slowly from the bed and walked to the balcony on unsteady legs. The evening breeze caressed my face, carrying the familiar scents of the kingdom I had abandoned for a false love. Somewhere far away in Shadowveil, Ian was probably holding Mira in my room, celebrating what he believed was my death. He had no idea I was alive. A soft knock sounded behind me. Ronan stepped back into the room, holding a sealed golden scroll.

Even if it means absolutely nothing to me. “Uh… that’s super cool,” Rome says, trying to make him feel special. “You have never heard of Annika?” Joffrey’s mouth drops open. Monty rummages about the room, locating a bag and some clothes, packing things for Joffrey. “Annika is the witch that cursed The Luna to live a hundred lives. From what I hear, she wasn’t all that honest.” Joffrey glowers at Falcon and turns to face me. “Annika’s blessing, which tall, dark, and brooding over there claims is a curse, was meant to give The Luna perspective on life. To grow her heart, and understand the importance of the treaties that keep the species living in harmony.”

I asked with meaningful interest. She shook her head, and her expression grew even sadder. "The kingdom was divided into two, my lady." The kingdom? Divided? Over what? Before I could ask any of these questions, Runa continued herself. "Rumors had already gotten out that the intended Luna of Ker had tried to kill herself, and with the grand display you used—well, it wasn't exactly something they could contain." My eyes drifted to the door of the room. That could be why nobody else was here.