Prince Of Persia And Elika Novels & Stories

I rolled my eyes. “I am the War Mage, Ecaeris,” I told her. “Queen Diandeliera.” “You’re Fae,” she considered me, undaunted by my old war titles. An unusual woman, I thought. She had the delicate prettiness one thought of when one thought of mankind princesses at all, the fair skin that spoke of being sheltered from the sunlight, but there was a determination in her eyes that defied her birth and species. This was a princess who would lead her army from the front. I decided that I liked her.

I mutter, watching fresh blood trail down my leg, dribbling onto the rock. They call him the Immortal Prince. The one I think is up here, I mean. Naturally, when creatures as immortal as the pureblood's, who remain unseen to us commoner's eyes exist, legends are created. The Immortal Prince...Well, his are dark, and cruel. If I had common sense, I wouldn't be up here. Then again, if I had common sense, I wouldn't have slipped into a magical pool and turned myself mortal. “I never said I was a good person…” I hear Eyla say from the cusp of attention.

I understand why he thought he had to let me go to keep me safe, now that I am a father myself, I would do whatever it takes to keep my own child safe, I smile as I say. "I would really like that father." King Halturian walks into the room along with Queen Megan; he turns to look at Deliah as he asks. "So do we have a name for our little one yet?" Delilah smiles as she says. "Yes we do, please meet Prince Elior." Halturian takes hold of his grandson; my boy looks so little nestled in the Kings massive arms, he looks down at him as he says. "Elior, God is my light."

She wrapped tightly. “Aw, Miss I thought something awful happened to you when you were not in your room!” cried Korina. “Oh, thank goodness! Master Yulian would be so mad if something happens to his wife,” she added. “Wife?” came the curious voice of the mysterious man. “Yes. Miss Eliza is the wife of Master Yulian. Hey, who are you?” Korina asked dumbfounded as I was.

The air froze the instant I uttered it. Even Lance, who was simply enjoying his food after a long battle, came to a standstill. Henry, on the other hand, appeared anxious as he rushed up beside Riel. Not to stop him, but to help him if a conflict ever breaks out. "I am Elia Royalise, the First Princess of the Elven Empire. Are you even worthy of my kneeling?" "In my opinion, only those with the strongest fist have the right to stand up and speak. You are the First Princess of the Elven Empire, but other than your beauty, I don't see anything exceptional about you."

“That fairness of yours could stir up war among the princes or kings. Thine fairness above all else is thine curse ye need to bare.” Princess Alminah smiled. “I have been counseled of that too, shetai. My twin Leera wilt be with me to neutralize that curse who can stole men’s affection over the fairness of the skin I bare.” “Leera?” King asked. “Yea.” Princess nodded showing to him her shoulder. There, a metal wrapped around it which bore two heads of snake. “This is Leera.” “This made my heart felt easy, Princess.” “Worry not about the matter, shetai. My Prince loves me of surety not because of the curse.”

shouted Zach in surprise. "Calm down. They are our allies. Prince Zacharia Barnabas, this man is Ruven Omanelis, The Elf King. And, this man is Benji, one of the Dwarf Leader. Meanwhile, that woman was a healer that King Ruven had specially brought to help with this border. Her name is Lily," explained Edmund.

It was gone as fast as it came, leaving her cold. “When he arrives,” she said, pulling away to look at Thane, “I must be the one to speak. I must be the princess, the heir. Not the woman he knew.” Thane cupped her face. “You are Elira of Stonehearth. That is who you have always been. That is who he will meet.” She nodded, but the dread was a stone in her stomach. Kael’s arrival was not just a political problem. It was a key unlocking a door in her past. And she was terrified of what might walk through it.

I ask as I come to stand beside him. Elijah rests his arm on the small of my back and turns to the woman. “Meet Princess Leila of Eroz.” He introduces her and my eyes turn wide. “Oh,” I bow to her in respect. “Thank you so much for attending this event and gracing us with your presence, princess. It's an honor to have you here.” I know that she was invited but I had no idea how she looked. When I lift my gaze, I see a subtle smirk on her lips. So she’s the one who helped Elijah to overthrow Rowan.