Noble Houses Got Novels & Stories

Someone like her. A Half Noble, Half Servile. Her mother is a servile and the father she never knew was a noble. Though her mother said she is not a bastard. She never wants to talk about anything concerning her father. As the name implies, Noble, the nobles are wealthy, rich, spoiled people in their society and were originally descendants of royal kings and queens but as the world advanced there were no kings and queens but politics, president democracy and stuff. High men and women. Celebrities. Doctors. And all those high positions.

At the copied handwriting, his father's and Rowan's, the neat documentation of a massacre and the small defiant annotation of one survivor. "Tell me about the noble houses," she said. "The three that had alliance bonds with the Vales. What happened to them?" He'd been dreading this part. "House Aldenmoor was the most powerful of the three. Old family, significant landholdings in the north, strong independent military force. Within three months of the Purge—" He found the page. "There was an outbreak of a hemorrhagic fever in their northern estates. It killed the head of the house, two of his sons, and roughly a third of their fighting force."

There were four houses of royal werewolves. House of Gladwin Xavier held the entirety for the power and throne. A monarch would be crowned after the death of the previous monarch. Second house was the House of Trevor Xavier, the King’s court. They were the ministers, the advisors, and the councillors. Basically, they were the voice of the people. The third house was the House of Earnhardt Xavier, the Keepers of the Royal Seal and the Protectors of the Throne. The last house was the House of Royce Xavier. This house was the Royal Battalions. Each house was named after their founder.

“All I know is that people from there used to go to our mines to buy ore from us. They weren’t as bad as they say they are on the history books.” “Well, that was in the past, after all,” said Xander. “Anyway, the three great houses are the House of Alcione of the Red Rose where the emperor and I belong to, the House of Ravante of the Charming Moon where Elazar belongs to, and the ruined House of Heilig of the Thunder Gods where the lightning mages used to belong to.” Xander and Johan looked at Dorin, so did the rest of their friends. He was too busy trying to avoid a fork full of fruits from Eurydice to notice.

There were seven official Houses, each one an empire unto itself: House Dominion, led by Chancellor Hilliard Warwick, was the House of politicians. They ruled with influence instead of force—masters of legislation, manipulation, and legacy. If they wanted you gone, you wouldn’t see fists. You’d see polite meetings, closed-door councils, and the slow suffocation of bureaucratic precision.

“The ladies will be choosing maids, and if we’re picked, no more peeling potatoes or scrubbing floors! That’s a win for us.” I could hardly share Elsa’s optimism. It wasn’t just that I doubted any high lady would choose me to be her personal maid—it was that the Luna Selection, as far as I knew, had never been as blissful or promising as it sounded. It was often a brutal contest of power among the noble Houses. Though it was called the Luna Selection, there weren’t many choices of females. Tradition and the kingdom’s standards dictated that a proper Luna must come from one of the five Great Houses: Caddel, Crawford, Fox, Hart, and Madden.

The briefing on the three noble houses lasted two hours and forty minutes, which was longer than anyone had planned and exactly as long as it needed to be. Lady Amara laid out what she had observed in the throne room with the precision of someone who had been reading rooms for years and had no patience for softening what she found in them. Lord Danis al-Fadl, Lady Cyrene Voss, and Lord Taren Khaleel. Three old families with interlocking financial interests in the eastern route stagnation, interests that predated the current dynasty's involvement and had in fact been quietly cultivating that stagnation for the better part of two decades. They had not caused the war. But they had benefited fro

In fact, everyone thought of the woman most fit to stand beside him as Queen but as she was dead, there wasn’t anything they could do about it. They sat on the throne and the ball resumed. It was the first official ball after Fredrick took the throne. The social order had not yet been officially established so it was a cutthroat season. What was more intriguing was the nobility promotions. Four houses now held the title of Duke: Adamantine, Orland, Kristen and Bellam. With the influence of the four houses, the court was very unstable.

One thing that she wondered when she was still Talia and while watching the N*****x Series was why Victoria didn’t reach the favor of the elusive Duchess of Castaña Dukedom. There were only two ducal houses in this empire. In terms of power and wealth, these two ducal houses were directly below the Imperial Family of the Eckrett Empire. Next to them were the Marquis Houses of Zoliel and Florentia, followed by the Houses of Count Helios and Count Lariat, then the Houses of Baron Vida, Baron Harum, and Baron Quadrat.

At this point, Natalie even pointed her finger and said, "I don't dare to say anything else. Uncle Nolan can see through the dirty tricks of the Hyatt Family's eldest family at a glance, and he won't give them any chance to show off." The Nolan family had been in studies for generations, and since feudal times, it had been a prestigious family. One had to know that the competition between the ancient clans was comparable to a palace fight. In addition to status, it also included property shops and so on... However, although the eldest branch had the advantage of inheriting the family business, whether he could keep everything he deserved or not depended on his ability. And this was how Uncle