Novel & Cerita Novel King

"Shiv'ra will do penance for their role in this unrest but as their new king has given us free reign to punish the offenders, their sanction shall only be for a year." Murmurs of assent rang out from the crowd. "Hear the words of the king!" The herald announced. "All hail king Nicolas! All hail king Nicolas!" His people's cheers followed him out of the courtyard and into the castle. The doors shut behind him giving him much needed time to breathe. "Ruling becomes you, my King." Odeya's husky voice came from behind him before warm hands landed on his shoulder easing him into the chair. "How are your legs?"

"King Elegast Ingalfur, I present you Princess Basilea of the great Concubi kingdom." I almost flinched at Nicodemus' introduction for me, the incubus didn't even mention my title correctly but I was not going to correct him. Cause there wasn't any concubi kingdom that I represent and this was all had been such a pleasant joke that I couldn't wait to go home to Armand's. I was about to protest when the king put his hand on my shoulder and welcome me to his side.

torchlights bobbing between the thorn breaks. Six banners. Dozens of riders. Priests shivering in gold-threaded cloaks they'd have to burn before the orchard roots would drink their secrets. Elric braced his bow across his knee, stump pressed into the snow to keep from trembling when the hush slipped down his spine. "They don't look like kings." Cassius snorted. "They look like the orchard's next meal." Selena crouched behind the brine pit rim, Kieran's breath warm at her nape when he leaned close enough for the hush to curl around them both. "Do you see him?" he rasped. She did. The new king , pale and wide-eyed, crown stitched into the collar of his cloak instead of resting on his skull.

"I do not know what my son has done to you. Maybe something only you know, but I deeply apologize on his behalf." Alera's eyes softened. For some reason, she found the king adorable. When she had read the novel, King Edward had only been mentioned a few times. He had never been one of the central characters, but she remembered enough about him. He was the king of Firildia. He was a good ruler. And, according to the novel, he had eventually fallen ill. A rare illness left him bedridden. During that period, Luke and Alera took the throne, and sadly, King Edward had passed away a few years later.

' Peter thought as he was feeling too helpless. " One hour, everybody move " he commanded and everyone left immediately, " Have a happy.. ah.. what do I say, just do guys what you are doing " he said while laughing awkwardly and left as it was really unusual things for him too. After everyone left, King became more furious, and Anna cursed herself for thinking such a stupid idea and being backfired by him, but it wasn't her fault, this King was really different version of old King, the older King was like a monk, who didn't react at her teasing, no matter how much she teased him or try to seduce him, but he would always had a cold face against her but new King was completely opposite, he alw

Until today, he noticed Jeffrey had forgotten to lock the door after their evening session and made up his mind to make use of the opportunity. Zayn's eyes scanned through the books of the forbidden section and eventually found the one he wanted. "The King who never was" He smiled as he picked the book from the shelf and had his seat on the ground with the lamp illuminating the environment. He opened the book to discover the pages were blank and gasped in shock. Zayn spent several minutes flipping from page to page until he noticed only the centre page had ink written up. The story of the 'king who never was' was written on just one page and the others were blank to discourage one who had no

******************* Princess Kaylan was reading a book in her room when her maid showed up and informed her the King had summoned her. All the blood in her veins dried up immediately. "Do you know why?" She asked nervously, her book still in her hand. "I'm sorry I don't, my Princess. Princess Cara wa actually the one who'd informed me about it on my way to the laundry" the maid answered with a polite bow and Cara stood up immediately. Oh! She's always been so scared of the King and never wanted to do anything that'd make her stay alone in the room with him. The King was a nice man, yes. But the stories she's heard about him were just too aweful. How mighty he was in battle, strong, fierce, h

Comfortable chairs sat beside a roaring fireplace. The room felt untouched by time. I moved toward my favorite reading corner. Then stopped. A familiar figure sat beside the window. Silas. Of course. The future king was already awake. A stack of documents rested beside him. Several maps covered the table. Political reports. Military briefings. Kingdom business. Yet somehow he still looked calm. Like the weight of an entire nation wasn't sitting on his shoulders. His silver eyes lifted from the papers. The moment he saw me, his expression softened.

Let me take you back in time when Kings rule Not a fancy Royal tale But an Uncivilized Urban Story Not the kind of King over Whom the kingdom depends But a King For Whom People hide and escaped A King who Isn't known as Hero but a Blood King A King who doesn't give people relief but steal things and kill them brutally Not A Golden Crown with Golden Throne decorated with jewel But A Stolen Jewel Crown with Gold Throne Decorated with bearskin Not a Delicate Queen But a lowly Sharp-tongued Slave

She didn’t lower her weapon. The man smiled. “I think it’s time we had a conversation.” Michael’s voice was razor-sharp. “Who the hell are you?” The man didn’t even glance at him. His eyes stayed on Lena. “I go by many names,” he said. “But you can call me King.” Lena’s blood ran cold. Because she knew that name. Not from Cain. Not from the Council. From before. From the beginning of all of this. Jessica exhaled sharply. “Oh, shit.”