Noble Houses Got Novels & Stories

I thought that if i disappeared, it may look like I was kidnapped and this would buy me some much needed time but it seems like I was wrong. If only it were possible for me to have a look on the emblem that those knights had on their armor. Each noble house in the kingdom bas knights and each of them had an emblem or a symbol that was used to depict and identify their houses. Hence, it only makes sense that knights from each of the noble families would have the emblems of the houses that they serve on their armors and they are owned by such noble house.

They are just bad inside-out. “Where are we going anyway?” I asked. Bryce opened his eyes and stared at me before answering. “We’ll be staying at the main house until my men catch the main culprit.” “You mean that’s not the main house?” I asked, referring to the house we came from, in shock. “Yeah? Why are you even surprised about it? Almost all nobles got tons of territories. Even a mere viscount owns a lot,” Bryce answered. That’s true, but still. Isn’t that too much for a lavish lifestyle? And if they had that much, why did they still build a loan company that eats the poor people’s money? Why would they resort to such? On what grounds do they have to resonate with such actions?

The Yank family lived in Noblebrook. It was the residential area allocated by the Florivera government to the relocated households. Each household had a small independent villa, providing a comfortable living environment. The relocated households here could receive annual dividends of several tens of millions. Their daily lives consisted of traveling around the cities and various countries. Throughout the year of having fun, it was time to receive dividends again before they had spent all the money. Therefore, Noblebrook was jokingly referred to as the wealthiest village without having to work.

I left. I heard Kael fussing behind me and Lyra calling out again, but I didn’t stop. Later, Eden caught up with me near the western wing. “Three noble houses,” he said, walking beside me. I stopped. “What about them?” “They’ve been meeting. Discussing succession.” I stared at him in disbelief. “What kind of succession?” I asked. “The kind where someone else takes your throne.” My jaw flexed, but I said nothing. I just turned and walked away.

"The crescent mark indicates nobility, possibly royal lineage—but we must know from which house you descend." Ilia narrowed her eyes. "You want to investigate me." Garreth met her gaze evenly. "We must send word to the Royal Lycan Court. If you truly carry the royal blood of the ancient lines, they will know." Another councilwoman added, "There are six recognized houses of the Lycan royal bloodline. Each guards their lineage closely. The House of Varyn, House of Ulric, House of Fenris, House of Elunari, House of Caelith, and the hidden House of Thorne. If you belong to one, we will receive confirmation."

Their urgency carried a different weight. I picked up the top envelope. The crest of House Evermont was stamped across the seal. Inside was only a short invitation. House Evermont would be honored to receive Lady Seraphina for afternoon tea. I opened the second letter. House Dorian. Nearly identical. The third came from House Albrecht. The same again. And so it continued... More than ten letters. Almost every first-tier noble house in Valerion. They had begun to move. "So strange..." Without realizing it, I tapped my left hand with my right index finger. Abella nodded.

Had been buried for nearly twenty years. Long ago, there had been only two marquis families within the empire. As the empire expanded and new territories were conquered, two additional houses were granted the prestigious title of marquis for their outstanding service. Thus, the empire came to be ruled by four great marquis families, each possessing immense wealth, military strength, and political influence. Among them, the Spencer family was renowned for its military achievements and unwavering loyalty to the throne. --- The grand gates of the Crown Prince's Palace slowly opened.

To be from a true line of nobles, a family that had founded Vermillion City, was a rarity these days. Noble families, like ancient trees, often withered and fell over time. Inept heirs, internal strife, and the relentless tides of power often led to their decline, replaced by ambitious newcomers eager to claim their mantle. Agnus, however, was a living relic, a testament to the enduring legacy of his ancestors. I returned his bow, mimicking the precise gesture I had practised countless times during my days at Brightwing Academy. A wave of nostalgia washed over me as I recalled the hallowed halls and the lessons learned within them.

Lang Yu smiled gently. Hearing this, all the spectators were shocked and looked at each other in disbelief. "I've long heard that although the auction house has announced to the public that no distinguished guests are divided into ranks, its purpose is not to divide the customers into different ranks, but there are actually hidden super distinguished guests behind it. This kind of distinguished guests can not only directly enjoy the treatment of super distinguished guests in the major branches, but also directly be the distinguished guests of the seven families. I didn't expect that this is true."

"I thought I'd have to send a search party when you didn't come round earlier on, last week." With a forced small smile, Sephora was grateful for his lightness. "I needed a distraction. I hoped you might offer me one." It was a half-truth, but with wells of honesty to it. "Always," he beamed, offering his skinny arm in jest. Their family was never one for fighting, always for reading and knowing. They had always stuck to the principle that you can fight all you want, but if you don't know how to fight? You can never win. Knowledge was their weapon, and pens were their swords... This is partially why many of the High and Mid noble houses forgot that they were even a noble family at all, and n