روايات وقصص ضمن Prince Caspian King Miraz

“Your throne? What throne?” “I am the rightful heir to the throne,” he admitted. “My uncle manipulated events, twisted everything to put Matthew on the throne instead. It was supposed to be mine. I need to get it back.” Lyra blinked at him. “So… you’re, what? A prince?” “So that’s the kind of king you want to be, huh? The one who won’t stand up for the little guy because he’s afraid his precious friends will throw a royal fit?”

Chips were spread out everywhere, Suzu curled between us, and Yuki doing voices for every single character. "If I were in that movie, I would be the brooding, misunderstood barista-slash-secret-billionaire," he stated, striking a foolish pose. I snorted. "Right. And Creed would be your tough ex-marine bodyguard with a heart of gold." He sighed. "That's actually kind of close. Maybe I should jot down notes on this." Then his smile disappeared. "What's wrong?" He gazed at me, eyes suddenly solemn. "Zara." I sat up straight. "What about her?"

Only the Wolf King could call me at any fucking time and I was quite aware that I had been out of the palace for nearly 20 hours, therefore prompting the call. Yes, I'm the son of Wolf King Karlos of the Western pack tribe. Being the pack's tribe all the neighbouring packs rule under our guidance and control. My father might be the Powerful Wolf King, but he's suffering from an incurable curse that will soon take his life when he clocks 30 in a few months. Not just him; in fact, all the sons of the Royal have been placed under a curse.

But no one laughed. The whispers that filled the court instead were heavy, trembling, and horrifying. "The prince has marked the slave. The prince has bound himself forever to him. The prince has disgraced the throne." I had spent years training for this role. Groomed in etiquette, in spellcraft, in seduction, in the perfect tilt of my smile. I was to be Luna, the queen of wolves, the polished jewel of the Abyssal Palace and the DarkMoonCrest Kingdom, and now, all of it... every lesson, every sacrifice was slipping through my fingers like ash.

she said, almost in disbelief. Harriet consoled the distraught Karina, while I returned my gaze to the mirror, witnessing how Prince Casper manipulated a drunken Princess Cassandra into opening the vault. His devilish smile was etched on his face as he took the gem, leaving Princess Cassandra on the floor, incapacitated. Is this why he refuses to be tested? He's the thief. "Get him out and unchain him," the King ordered as the living mirror returned to a clear gold and revealed nothing more.

Hindi pa ako nakakapagreact ay bigla nalang nanahimik ang lahat nang magbukas ang malaking pinto sa second floor kung saan nakapuwesto ang throne ng Emperor at upuan ng iba pang royalties. Unang lumabas mula sa nakabukas na pinto ang ikatlong prinsepe, Caspian Frech Adranrous. Sunod naman ang ikalawang prinsepe na sa pagkakaalam ko ay isang commander ng mga war Knights, Velhemen Sid Adranrous. Caspian and Velhemen has the same mother which was the second empress who later died after giving birth to Caspian. Sunod na lumabas ang crown prince, Koen Zephal Adranrous. Who was given the name Koen, king of light after conquering the dungeon of blazing fire and later given the title of Crown Prince

“I’m a Prince and the future King. I will never crawl to anyone. Least of all, you.” “Then what do you want? Need a tissue for your tears?” She asks mockingly. “I came to tell you that you failed. My mate is alive and well, but your best warriors? All dead. Dead at the hands of the woman you call a child and say is so unworthy of being my mate and the future queen.” “You lie.” She snarls. “If there’s one thing I never do, Lorelai, it’s lie. You know that. My mate is alive and well, and already headed back to Araphyra, where you know you can’t touch her.”

“Hope you're having a nice time at the College?“ The twins didn't reply; they just keep staring at me. Then Mira step forward, her voice disgustingly sweet—same voice she use to trap my husband. “My princes.“ She bows gracefully with a broad smile on her face. “I'm Mira Whitmore. It's so nice to meet the famous Grand prince of the Nightmoor Pack.“ Rafe folds his arms, his eyes darker than I'd ever seen. “Well.. it's not nice to meet you, Mirage.“ Mirage? For a second, the word Mirage seem to hang in the air like smoke—twisting, curling, settling into every ear in the hallway.

Caspian said, his hands holding onto me still as I smiled at my parents. “Momma, Papa, this is my fated mate, Prince Caspian, the Demon Prince of Greed.” I said with timidness, unsure how my parents would react. “A Prince?” My Papa said as his eyes locked onto Caspian. “Yes, and I know he is a Demon b-” I began to explain, yet my mother clapped her hands and screamed with joy, interrupting me. “Oh, a PRINCE! Darragh, a PRINCE!” my mother exclaimed. Her tall, curvy frame danced over us, her gray eyes sparkling as she examined Caspian.

This made him feel unspeakable emotions. Looking at the wrinkles on Sherry's face, it was obvious that she had suffered after leaving the Massey family. Miranda was emotional upon seeing Caspian. The moment she saw him, she finally felt relieved as she knew that he could resolve everything. Cecilia, on the other hand, had only heard of Caspian's name and had never met him before. When she saw him come over, surrounded by a group of people, she could be certain that this was the famous Diatoranian God of War. He was Caspian Lynch, who was also her brother!