Queen Of Green 소설 & 이야기

Then I returned my gaze back to the woman. My jaws came apart at first sight. I had imagined the Queen Mother to be some sort of hideous and grotesque-looking woman. But I had met the complete opposite of it. She stood tall as her royal blue gown flooded the floor, adorned with a diamond necklace and bangles. Her eyes were like a maze, with a flickering colour of green. I was almost lost in them. She had an oval-looking face, clear with no spots, with long eyelashes and green and black hair that fell over her shoulder. Although she had aged, she was the most beautiful woman I had ever set my eyes on.

Does that mean I'm kind of powerful now? People stared at the stone in shock at the color change, even Annalise couldn't keep the shock off her face. She stared at me in both amazement and excitement. I couldn't decipher the look on the king's aunt's face though. She looked shocked but kind of annoyed too. “ Your eyes,” Erxi said beside me in amazement. I raised my brow in confusion, what happened to my eyes? “ They are green! Just like Natalí's tears. Goodness gracious, you are our queen indeed” Annalise gasped fighting every urge to touch my face with her hands.

The supreme dark-priest asked. “I will.” Veronica said with pride hinted on her voice. “Will you honor the duty and responsibilities that it will take you to be Queen, and do you do so willingly take this crown as yours?” The supreme dark-priest once again asked. “I will, and do so willingly what it takes to be Queen.” Veronica answered once more. “Then I declare you,” the supreme dark-priest said and she place the crown on the top of Veronica’s head, “Veronica Lorraine Glaiza Elizabeth Vane, The Queen of Dexo Fernia.” The crown was placed above Veronica’s head.

He paused again this time as he allowed his gaze to sweep through both the memories of the houses of Red and Greenhouse. He brought his gaze back to the VIP tent before finally announcing, " Greenhouse!!! " Immediately he did, screams of joy resounded in the whole field as the members of the greenhouse began doing some demonstrations to show just how happy they were at the moment. The Queen gave her speech with Happy tears, " I am so glad to know that our hard work paid off! " Just a few words, but they carry an immense power in them. " Indeed. Hard work pays off... " The King added backing up the Queen.

Even as a teenager, I didn't know Carlisle's mother nor had I ever seen her. “Let me introduce myself to you gentlemen since you seem a bit too aloof. My name is Elinna Scarlett Evergreen, wife of the King Carlisle Evergreen, the Fourth, King of the Lycan Kingdom. Making me the Queen. My husband has come down with something very nasty and he has asked me to see to his affairs. Now that we have that out of the way, let's get into business or do you want to introduce yourselves too and turn this into a meet and greet?”

"What is it? I'll agree to any of it." Queenie immediately looked up with a hopeful glance. Her innocent and pure expression was flawless. "Don't call me your savior. I'm Naomi Green." "Then, I'll call you Naomi if it's alright with you? This sounds friendlier." "That works too." Naomi agreed without giving it any thought. The girl looked like she had just finished college. She was a pure young lady who had not seen the world yet. "Naomi! Naomi!" Queenie called out Naomi's name a few times while feigning an innocent look.

She already knew too. “Green, the queen of the Vampires is dead.” I announced. “What?!” Eren blared in shock while Damian had his jaw dropped. “Yes,” I stuttered. “As most of you know, my family was after her. I tried my very best to protect her but in the end,” my voice trailed off as I remembered her words to me that fateful day. My palms curled trying to hold back the tears that were about to gush. “She sacrificed herself so I could defeat them. The Hunter Family is no more, at least the majority of them.” I paused again. “Martha will henceforth step in as the new Queen. It was what Green wanted.” I finished but I couldn’t even move a muscle as silence haunted us.

I am utterly in awe of the beautiful creature in front of me. “Our mate.” Rohan mutters dreamily. “Our queen.” I agree.

The fog itself seemed to shiver, pulling tighter, until the figures were so near Mia could see the glint of eyes—silver, countless, unblinking. The pendant pulsed again. Slow, rhythmic. A heartbeat that wasn’t hers. “They’re here,” Mia whispered. Her voice broke like glass. “The ones who rewrote it.” The eyes blinked all at once. Then a ripple of sound, like parchment tearing, cracked the air. The mist split open, revealing not the clearing, but a throne towering in the distance, veiled in shadows. On it sat a figure crowned in violet flame. The Queen. *“For me,”* her voice thundered—not loud, but absolute.

"No! Please don't!" I felt like my heart was breaking. I never imagined I'd be assaulted like this, let alone by four poor men. Just then, a woman's voice called out, "Stop!" We all looked toward the door. It was none other than my colleague, Eva Anderson. Eva was in her 30s, with skin so well-maintained that it was smooth, firm, and so delicate that it looked like it might break at the slightest touch. Not to mention, her impressive breasts were in no way inferior to mine.