Quotes On Knights Mga Nobela at Kwento

She pants, anxiety covering her facial features. "What do we do now?" I hold my forehead. No, no,no. This can't be happening! We struggled so much to get past the challenges. Now at the last moment… Suddenly, the trees move around us and some people in metallic armour walk out of them. They surround us in a circle and I notice something shining on the upper-left of their armours. Now what the hell are these people? Knights of the Queen? They point their swords towards us. Oh great! This day just gets better and better!!! .

Knight gripped Raven's chin, huge pain broke out, making Raven's eyes sour, "I thought it was your father's famous line to not judge all rogues?" "I didn't mean--" "Strip," Knight said coldly.

“Glennwood? I have never known anyone by that name. And you say I killed this man? I think you must have the wrong person. I’m sorry for your loss, uhh… sir. But can you tell me more?” The man’s eyes narrowed. “I don’t believe you.” Still barring the way in front of me, Cillium began to snarl. I laid a hand on my young knight's shoulder, quieting him. I could feel the tension within him with or without his ability. I felt the same. *Do we attack, Alpha?* Surry’s voice came from behind us.

So I do the only thing I can possibly do at this moment, end his suffering; I draw my carbine and shoot the dying boy’s head, which is soon followed by a kick to the face from the knight in front of me. … “The only son of Caesar that has the right to be a successor is the son that has served as a Knight of Remas.” It was something that was taught in every school house. A Knight was a hero, he was what every young boy aspired to become. But these knights that were standing in front of me weren’t real knights; they weren’t the war heroes that every soldier cheered for whenever they rode into battle. These were the arrogant scum that everyone secretly or sometimes openly disrespected, the Dwyle

I slashed the head of their commander. His head fell down, rolling on the ground while his body collapsed into the pool of blood. Seeing their commander dead, one of the knights asked in mocking tone," General, are you going to give up your loyalty for his majesty? All because of that Crescent pack's whore! She rebelled against his majesty." I didn't bother to answer; rather I raised my sword in the air and sliced that rude knight's head with a swift stance. Usually I give no fuck about Noah or anyone but Martina is exceptional. I can't tolerate anyone cursing her. I continued slaughtering the royal knights.

" One of the men spat back. "We're soldiers of Albrael! Do you think these brave men loyal to the king would be tempted by such an offer!?" One knight retorted his eyes darting side to side glancing at the peasants surrounding him. It was clear despite his words he wasn't nearly as confident as his bravado. "Even you should've noticed. We could finish you almost any time we wish! Your choice. A guaranteed death or have some faith, Don't forget we're all originally from the same country!"

Vincent seated beside him putting his sword down as they gaze upon the blue bright sky, and the snow falling. "What do you mean? " He asked, but Vincent give him a smile. "A knight is the kingdoms shield, its vanguard and its wall to protect those he wishes to protect. If you want to be a good knight, be a good friend and if you don't know how then ask yourself, what does friendship needed that not a lover can fulfil, that is trust and closer responses." That's right, a good friend is they know how to control themselves so that they won't push those precious to them away.

this is what the knights were thinking the knights then bowed in front of Celea Celea than took of her mask and hood *shock* *murmur* "He is a she?" "WHILE I'M YOUR COMMANDER YOU WILL NOT ONLY GAINED THE SKILLS OF A KNIGHT BUT ALSO THE MENTALITY OF ONE, REMEMBER BEING A KNIGHT IS NOT ONLY ABOUT SKILLS BUT IS ABOUT WHAT KIND OF PERSON YOU ARE WHAT YOU ARE THINKING AND WHAT YOU SHOW THRU YOUR ACTION, ON THE BATTLEFIELD WE WILL BE EACH OTHERS SHIELD AND IF WE CAN´T ACT LIKE CAMARADS WE WILL BE SURE TO LOSE THIS WAR, WILL YOU LET THAT HAPPEN OR WILL YOU TRAIN TO BECOME TRUE WARRIORS?!"

Somebody whom I should be able to trust with my life and yet respect? A maid now came out practically at once, sliding rocket-like over the hall. She curtly bowed, then spoke. Your Highness, the knight is called and is waiting on you. I breathed deeply and got myself straight as Rowan leaned his head. The seconds passed, and with each stroke of the clock they seemed immeasurably long. Then, the door opened.

she asked him. He looked at his right knee which was on the ground. “There’s a correct and wrong knee when proposing?” “Yes,” she said. “I read it from somewhere. You should kneel on your left knee, like the knights did in medieval times, when they show respect to royalty.” He grinned and kneeled on his left knee. “Sorry, I didn’t read that,” he apologized. “Now, that I’m kneeling on the correct knee, my princess, will you marry me and let me be your knight in shining armour as long as I live? And I don’t really care if your name means night, I will shine on you whenever it’s dark.”