Red Knight Shield Novels & Stories

I frowned as I heard his name, reminds of a biblical traitor or whatever. I waited until the room fell silent and I am alone again. I examined the red envelope; the seal is already broken. But I recognized that it was the seal of our kingdom. It has a growling lion in the middle while sword and shield were in the background. And they were surrounded by vines and has several flowers in them, those are roses. The seal is bathe with gold, but the roses were precisely colored as red, almost similar with the color of blood.

She was knocked back by the sudden impact. Leila lifted her eyes to see what she had run into. A tall, strong knight with a golden sword and shield was standing before her. His armor shone with a golden light under the bright, hot sun. Her flustered escape caused her to crash into the leader of a squadron of golden knights, ranked as golden dragons, patrolling under the direct command of the royals. Their glistening armor hurt Leila’s eyes. She had never seen anything like it; everything was gray and brown in her aunt’s house. She was amazed by this troop of men. The shield was emblazoned with a fierce dragon, as though it was vividly flapping its monstrous wings on the beautiful piece of we

Something about gingers and their temper. Tearing through the rest of his plate he quickly finished with a loud belch just to tease Freja. Her attention was focused towards the back of the tavern, but he saw her glance his way with a quick glare. Following her gaze he found a group of men in gambeson over their clothing, each with a sword and shield strapped to their person. All four wore metal helmets that covered their nose and ears coming to a point at the top. On each of their shoulders was a patch with an embroidered yellow dragon in front of a white kite-shield. The men argued over a map on the table, wondering what area to look in next.

The rack toppled, scattering decorative swords and daggers across the floor. "Oh, I'm so sorry!" Lyla hurried to pick them up. "So clumsy of me..." As she gathered the daggers, her hand paused over one. "Kristina... what is this?" She held it up for all to see. In the sunlight, a crest was clearly visible on the hilt—the blood-red fang of the Redfang Pack. "Isn't... isn't this Lukas's sigil?" her voice turned sharp. "Sister, why do you have this?"

“You’ve got quite the art collection here. Bit dramatic, though. Not one of them looks happy.” Reinhardt’s lips curved into a faint smile. “That’s Thornveil for you. We don’t paint smiles; we paint victories.” “Yeah,” I muttered. “I can see that.” We kept walking. I tried to keep my eyes forward, but something else caught my attention—a sword hanging from Reinhardt’s hip. The hilt glimmered faintly in the torchlight, marked with an old, familiar symbol. A crescent shape with silver streaks curling through the center.

He scoffed, taking off his trousers, and I looked away. A wave of dread washed over me, not sure what to expect next. Fear rose in my chest as I curled my fingers into the bedspread. By the time I looked back up, he was fully undressed, but he had his back facing me. I felt a drool escape my lip as my eyes traveled over his body—broad shoulders, his muscular back adorned with a large crest tattoo, identical to his brother's, except he was larger, taking up the entire top left side of his back. The tattoo depicted a shield with two swords crossed above it. Two lions stood on their hind legs, pulling the shield from both sides. Below the shield, a banner displays the name "Dontrell." The desig

"Auntie Rachelle bestowed it to me after I am done training with Cloudy." My heart leaped out of my ribcage upon hearing that. I took the letter from him and saw the crest of the House of Verlice. The crest was the shield and in the center of it were the three heads of the wolf with vines protecting the edge of the shield. The House of Verlice was one of the 'shields' of the de Carteret royal Lycan family of the Sowinski Kingdom. If one's noble household became one of the 'shields', it meant that you were bound to protect all the members of the royal lycan family.

He guffawed and laughed , he was seeing such an interesting man after many decades , not decades, after centuries and centuries . The black mist ; which was gathering towards the magic circle and configuring into a 'certain' something for a long time finally, took form into something which aroused the spectators' and Lienne's curiosity — the dark mist, which appeared out of nowhere, formed into a physique of a knight and a configuration of a violet horse i.e. the knight's horse. On the top of the horse, sat the knight wearing a purple armour, with a badge of a peacock on the left side of his armour . He was holding one of the 7 deadly weapons - Gallows Dodger of the sin of pride .

"Are you a MOTHER, my MOTHER?! What are you doing here!! What are you supposed to be doing!! I thought... I thought...!" Without warning he collapsed to his knees, one hand stretched out at Tira as though eager to clutch her... perhaps to kill her. Confused shouts and howls now arose from both sides of the battlefield. I looked over to mine and caught the eye of my Beta; she began quickly to dart back and forth before my Pack, silently barking orders to remain where they stood, but to be ready for anything. I shifted my stance, watching, assessing. Beside me Cillium remained still like a chunk of stone, never even having moved once since he had rushed to be there. My golden knight... My Mate

A small button was also visible around its collar, it was shinier than the usual silver buttons used on other cloaks. But as he stared closer at the button there was a small chiseled mark similar to the insignia on the cloaks used by the knights. Lyon immediately figured out that it was fake, since only knights bared the insignia and those who try to recreate it for their own gain are punished by the law which states; The Royal Knights Insignia represents the efforts and honor bestowed to a knight. If one was to be found using, selling, or producing a similar insignia they are to be punished for disrespect to the knights, punishment may range from 1,000 gold coins to 10 years in prison.