Noble Houses Got Novels & Stories

Magnus noticed and his gaze lingered on my hand for only a second before moving away. He said nothing and for that, I was grateful. I took a slow breath and forced my thoughts back to the present. One family after another, I continued reading. House Ravenshield. Proud, disciplined and known for producing commanders rather than politicians. House Thornvale. Merchants. Negotiators. Experts at making allies. House Wintermere. Quiet. Reserved. Masters of diplomacy. Each family had spent centuries building its reputation. Some were feared, some respected and some admired. None could have survived this long by being foolish.

Another noble stood. "If a lord can be arrested without warning..." "...then every noble house is vulnerable." Commander Elara raised an eyebrow. "If every noble house obeys the law..." "...they have nothing to fear." Several nobles exchanged uncomfortable glances. Lord Benedict cleared his throat. "With respect, Commander..." "The nobility has governed these lands for centuries." "There are traditions." "There are privileges." Nova looked directly at him. "And there are responsibilities." The chamber became quiet. Cassian rose from his seat carrying several ancient books.

Alexander briefed her on this in the sitting room adjacent to the nursery, standing near the window with a single sheet of summary notes that he had clearly already read and condensed before bringing to her, which was another thing she had learned to recognize as a form of consideration. "This is more response than usual," she said. "Considerably," he said. "Because of the bloodline." "Because of the bloodline, and because of the number, and because of the timing relative to your own formal status in this court." He paused. "The noble houses are attempting to calculate what this means for succession. They will not reach a comfortable conclusion because the answer is not yet settled." She loo

June and Mika wasn’t home too at the moment, Nolan offered Claire a seat and she never hesitated to placed her butt on one of the sofa in the large living room. “You never told me you have such a beautiful house” she began. “Everyone knew the Rothschild had the most beautiful houses in the city” Nolan said trying to tease her , Claire Instantly nodded at his words after all it was true. Most of the beautiful apartments belong to the Rothschild, they owns big hotels, suite and companies.

The lady was extremely polite, her demeanor graceful as she exuded an air of nobility. Nicole had quite an impression of the name Mohr and asked. "You're from Deinsland?" Mona could not help but glance at Nicole as she said with a smile, "Yes. How did you know?" Nicole responded slowly with an icy look. "The largest car manufacturer in Mercadia, the name Mohr, that only naturally means you're from the royal house of Deinsland, House Montferrat." Mona did not expect Nicole to know the identity of their house and her gaze sharpened somewhat. "Not many know the house we belong to. May I get your name?"

“The silent forge builds the sharpest sword.” He gave a tiny nod. Okay, Pearl. You’re still alive. “Last question—History. Name the three noble houses that supported the rebellion of the Eastern Province a decade ago.” Oh no. Politics. Not my strength. I paused, fingers twitching. “The House of Talin… the Red Crest of Bellan… and…” My mind went blank. “Last one,” the instructor said, voice low. Think Pearl, think. “And the Emerald Flame… the House of Ruvan.”

They were known as "The house of water." The fourth house consisted of the families of all those that dealt with all the coins and treasuries of the city, could be related to the modern day bankers. They were known as "the house of steel." While the final but not the least house consisted of all the families that handled the Food supply of the City, they were called "The house of earth." All these houses, selected a Lord from one of their most prestegous families. These Lords would be the one to represent their houses in the House of Lords as powerful policy makers in the city.

One of these nobles comes from a noble house famed for generating creative individuals, with a generation of their house producing singers and novelists alike, as well as controlling the empire's most prominent newspaper. Another nobility is part of the government officials, with positions ranging from chief to executive head coming from this family. They are probably well-known for their intellect and expertise. Finally, this noble house is noted for being discreet about their business; few people are aware of them unless they are part of the royal family's close circle. Bella, who had been with the royal family since the beginning, knew this nobility. She purposely chose these three houses

It was quite a distance from the marketplace but with all the carriages about it seemed to be not much of an issue. "... The... nobleman house... there's only one?" Mikhail asked, not bothering to avert his gaze from the view of the city. Of course, his eyes never leaving from the palace located in the heart of the city. "... Well. There are multiple noble houses. That one you're looking at belongs to the house of Richart. Their family belongs in the highest tier of the dukedom which is right below the power of the kingdom." Aria said as she stared at the house with a gaze that seemed as if she were lost in thoughts.