Novel & Cerita Red Knight

“So you’re a dragon, too.” “I am.” She bit her lip, wanting to ask more about that but deciding against it. She wondered how he looked as a dragon. Was he like the big golden one she’d seen? Vikter was clearly a golden dragon, from what they’d said about eye color. Razzy’s eyes were purple. His were gold, and Drayken’s were red. It still weirded her out to think of his red eyes. It was so strange. She nodded and glanced up too.

With them and my sister, no one can defeat the trio unbeatable but I wish they weren't that over-protective of us. I remembered that one time, Faine and I went to a nightclub with a couple of friends just to have fun, we were dancing on the platform where many people joined us and had fun like us. Yelling and singing like idiots, also alcohols but who snitched on us and told our siblings that we were at a nightclub? I'm still searching for the guilty because of them we were dragged out by two fucking big ass warriors. It's been 5 years since we didn't see them, they are the knights of the Rosla. Akito is the Captain of White Knights, he's like the second commander of the army and Kai is the

Danny, Jun, Jaden and David all sat on the bed in front of JD, ready to listen on what this is all about. “Renzo-hyung, Yosef, Sean, Aikon, Miko, the twins, me and some other Polaris and Stargazer staff are agents of Dark Knight. Dark Knight is a private organization established by Mr. Bobby Young, a retired private detective, which specializes in dealing with gangs, mafias and any illegal acts that threaten and endanger people’s lives. Indecent and illegal acts on the military, police and the government is also handled by Dark Knight. It could be Dark Knight’s own missions gathered by the intelligence crew or requested by certain clients.” JD stopped and looked at the boys listening intentl

I didn’t have the power to say no and he knew it. “Yes, Rhett. I want that.” My eyes hold his, mesmerized as they lighten from the dangerous black to his beautiful greens. Gone were the black eyes, and the white marks centered on his pupil. The mark of the knight as it was called. It was odd, never having seen it before. But I had heard the tales of the queen's knights. Their strength and courage. They were legends in our parts. And I belonged to the fourth knight. That darkness I saw shining on the surface, the way he begins to partially shift. It’s his beast, I can bring that side out of him.

The way she’s asking me not to leave her, I’ll never leave her, she’s the only light I have in the darkness I call my life, I chose my life, but I always craved the light, even before I met her, I knew I needed her in my life, one way or another, she was to be mine. I dropper her back at home, I didn’t want to leave her, but work was calling things aren’t going well for me, I still had to deal with the one who calls themselves pure bloods, they are making themselves more known now, they are trying to leave a mark, make themselves known, try to show everyone how strong they are, a pain in the arse really. Add to that the Irish who got in troubles for losing Devil, they were going to sell her

she was too excited to learn everything in a single day. Her learning spirits were reaching the sky. That was a great thing. “There is hierarchy even in pack knights. There are five tiers of knights. The onyx knights or the black knights. They are rookies who are like students; they train hard and learn the war crafts, but are not assigned any important missions. Then comes the topaz knights. When the onyx knights graduate, they reach the topaz knight level. They get less risky work, like escorting the nobles, joining hunts, etc. Then comes the emerald knights who have gained over five years of knighthood experience. They join important missions like wars, escorting the royal family, etc…”

I extend my hand and pluck out a box of tea with a vivid painting of a ballroom and nobility from the regency era. The labeling states Royal British Earl Grey. Oooh, Interesting! I'd like to try this sometime. Placing it back, my eyes drift to a box with a painting of a silver dragon soaring over an emerald European countryside. A determined-looking medieval knight clad in armor sits atop the dragon's neck. The Knights' dark blue surcoat whipped in the wind behind him, a blue Christian Cross in the middle of his doublet. Sword raised in one hand while in the other a shield covered with the same Cross. Tufts of his blonde hair escape through his open helmet.

"Riddles, eh? What will happen if I fail?" Although the dragon didn't answer, its cruel smile was enough for Apollyon to guess what would be his outcome if he didn't manage to respond to the test's requirements. He took a deep breath to calm his racing heart and looked at his opponent with determination. "From the look of your eyes, I assume you are ready. I shall start, then," it said and cleared it's throat before begin speaking again. "Scarlet, teal, orange, red. Something more, but nothing less. Mithril, bloodstones, rubies, emeralds. Aquamarines and a man named Kale Eleguards. And the riddle finishes right here. Speak my name or die with fear."

The oldest of them bowed. “Your Majesty, we were assigned to help you bathe and prepare for the festival.” Draekon shook his head gently, somewhat thrown off by the casual display of nudity. On a normal day, he would have appreciated the sight. But not today. Not now, when the thought of a certain stubborn woman filled his mind. He was pathetic. “That won’t be necessary. I’ll take care of it myself.” They obeyed at once, leaving silently. After washing, Draekon put on the special clothes given to him. It was a long black coat with red designs that looked like flames. A dragon-shaped clasp held the collar in place.

And to assist you, you have a special knight allotted to you. I froze. "A knight?" The first thing that came to my mind was a stoic, armored protector who stood still in the hallway and looked on. "Yes," Rowan said. It is the knight who must guard you at all times. He will be able to taste your food before you eat, drink before you drink, go with you wherever you go, and be ready to protect you against all perils. His life can be under threat, but that is what he is supposed to do. You must accept it. There is no alternative."