Prayer Of Queen Esther Novels & Stories

“Your highness… please… I really don’t know anything… we never saw each other this morning,” Esther pleaded for pardon. “Why would he disappear without a notice?” I asked as I casually drank my tea. “I had no idea, your highness… please pardon my husband… please pardon our family… if you would like it, I will perform the oath to risk my life if we ever try to harm your highness,” she pleaded as she bowed low to the ground. “What’s going on here?” I heard dad ask. I felt Leo’s presence coming towards me, then I felt him kiss me on the cheeks.

Rebecca wanted to burst out at that woman for invading too much but she controlled her anger. Can't she just tell them where the hell they were! Before she could say anything, Esther’s voice came, “My help is the way of showing my gratitude to your Queen and an offer to make the foundation of acquaintance and future healthy relationship between Red Sinner Coven and Dark walkers kingdom, so don’t think it as otherwise. I have no other hidden motives except this.”

Sensi and Gio were both in trouble on their own because of her, and who knew whether or not they were still alive? As tears of exasperation began to flow from her eyes onto her cheeks, she remembered Gio's promise to save her and held onto that for strength even though it seemed highly unlikely. Then, surprisingly, the Lord's Prayer began to bang in her head, and she began to say it: “Our Father…" Who art in heaven… Hallowed be thy name…” More tears flowed down her cheeks at this point because she knew she was in dire need of help from somewhere, anywhere. “Thy Kingdom come… Thy will be done on earth, as it is in Heaven… Give us this day our daily bread… And forgive us our trespasses, as we

Gasps stirred through the pews. Even the preacher halted. All eyes turned. Bibo stammered, flushing. “Sorry—just… my throat.” Cressida’s glare could’ve burned holes through him. She gave him a firm nudge, forcing his head low. The preacher cleared his throat and continued: > “And today, we pray for the return of our beloved Prince, and for Amber—the girl who vanished into shadow. May the Lord guide them home.” From beside her, Rhea gently reached for her mother’s hand. Isis hesitated before clasping it—cool and rigid. Her gaze never left the pulpit, though the storm within her grew thicker.

Once we were all together, Dad signaled for me to lead the prayer. I took a deep breath and nodded, realizing that this was something I could do. As we gathered in the living room, I closed my eyes and began to speak, my voice trembling. "Lord our God, You are great and almighty. We come to You with humble hearts, pleading for Your mercy. Please keep Poppy safe from all harm and bring her back to us safely. We're lost without her. She's the light of my life, and I can't imagine a world without her. Give her strength, wherever she is. And give us the strength to keep hoping, to keep believing that she'll come back to us.”

I can easily know that she is hurting right now. “Ask this to him when you find him. I want to get the answer to these questions too,” she says. “Yes, my doll,” he says. There is so much care on his last sentence. Even with just words, one can easily find that they are so much attached with each other and how much they care for each other. I am glad at least they are there for each other. “Esther is really an angle sent to us by god. Don’t you think so?” she asks.

Ara had gone ice cold with fear. She clenched her fists painfully tight and started chanting the prayer without a break. Her senses concentrated on the words that she was uttering. "Forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us, and lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. Forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us, and lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. Forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us, and lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil........................." she had no idea for how long she continued to recite it but when she stopped, she didn't feel the in

“Only come for me when it is time. When the enemy is truly at our gates.” “Yes, My Queen.” She gave me a worried look before retreating, the door clicking shut behind her. Alone, truly alone, I walked to the center of the room. I closed my eyes, bowing my head, and pressed my hands together, fingers entwined. I didn’t know if she could hear me, if she even cared, but I prayed anyway. A silent, desperate plea directed to the true force of creation, the benevolent entity that governed our world.

This made King Ahashuerus furious, so he sent Queen Vashti away. With Queen Vashti gone, King Ahashuerus had to find another queen. He held a beauty contest, and all the women of the land came before him to see who would be chosen. The King saw many fair maidens, but he only had eyes for one, a young woman by the name of Esther. Esther was a brave and beautiful girl, and she was also, most importantly, Jewish. But Esther’s cousin Mordecai warned Esther never to tell a soul about her heritage. Her Jewish identity would be her secret.

I won't give her the pleasure…" she grumbles in fury. Her eyes were filled with hate. "Esther!" She wriggles her bottom and stomps heavily as she walks towards the kitchen as if she would shake the ground on which she treads. Esther could distinctly hear the loud sound of her footsteps and her heart thumped in her mouth as if soon it would jump out. Her body shook terribly and she felt helpless. "Mother, where are you?" she flung her arms around nervously and clasped the rosary that hang on her neck and muttered a short distorted prayer. "She will kill me if I don’t hide." She said as her lips trembled. Jina ranted her name over and over again as she neared the kitchen,