Prince Eric's Ship Novels & Stories

The rogues roared with laughter, their crass amusement blinding them to the cold, calculating glint of greed in Erico’s eyes. “Then comes the Crown Prince,” he continued, his voice gaining a chilling edge of anticipation. “He’s so utterly enamored with Zela, I’m certain he’ll pay any price to have her back. We’ll milk him for every last coin he possesses, he’ll have no choice but to pay. But be warned, you’ll collect the money while I keep the ‘cash cow’ safe and sound. Ensure my involvement is never revealed. Never speak my name, even if you’re captured and broken. Because if you do, there will be no one left to save you.”

Selena ignored the stunned gazes all around, her sharp eyes fixed directly on Eric, who had just arrived with the Royal Army. "General Warren, you and I will act as the vanguard and head straight to rescue Prince Frederick. Shall we?" she asked. Eric had admired her strategies during the last campaign. Now, seeing her formidable martial skills firsthand, mere admiration no longer sufficed. His respect had grown into full-blown awe. There was no way he would utter even a single refusal to an order from her.

All I could smell were those wasted humans and wolves with their bodies heated up by the alcoholic drinks. Edwin immediately moved out of his seat and hold onto my shoulder. "Prince Nathan, what are you doing here? How did you get in? You're not supposed to be here." he then paced his gaze sideways, worried.