Red Throne Adventure Time 소설 & 이야기

The secret compartment high in the roof-space of the grass building was duly constructed, and with a great effort from many warriors the heavy golden throne was hoisted up there and safely stowed, and the entrance-hatch hidden behind a dense wall of freshly-cut river-willows. When the joint war-lord of the combined tribes of the region came to deliver to the Kabuku Chief an ultimatum concerning the tribe's surrender and handing-over of the throne, he was met in the empty throne-room by the Chief himself, sitting in an ordinary willow-woven chair, with not a sign of the golden throne or any evidence of where it might have been hidden. Disappointed, the war-lord turned to go, whereupon there w

Once, he had sat on it but had been caught by his mother who had warned him sternly never to try it again until his father permitted him to. Yes, the throne was that sacred and not everyone could sit on it. Only the one who had royal blood and the alpha's permission could and now, Jared would be getting that permission. He was excited and his heart was leaping with joy as he stared at the throne. The great throne room was decorated with garlands of flowers and other decorations Jared didn't care to take notice of. His whole attention was on the throne which looked even more appealing at that moment. The Alpha's throne was made up of pure gold and decorated with diamonds with a lion head on b

His gripped firmed around the towel ready to pull it off. She looked away, cheeks red. Then she heard his laughter, his mocking laughter. So she turned back to see why, he was till on his towel that means he never took it off. "You'd think I would do it?" She chose to retort but nothing came forth from her mouth. "I knew you couldn't handle it virgin!" He taunted. He did not just pull that string! ___$ "Aren't they coming down for breakfast soon?" Audora shrugged at her mother's question. They should be down by now but no, they decided it would be proper to do their honey moon upstairs forgetting that parents can be curious sometimes.

They all began to laugh but you could tell they didn’t find his ‘jokes’ funny, however, Allerick seemed not to mind or maybe he had not noticed, and continued with his tale, “The ladies always want a piece of me and it’s funny because they are nothing to me. They couldn’t possibly be my queen. I mean it’s the most revered throne in this part, I couldn’t have a half-wit sit beside me on the throne of Avalon…” Trent leaned towards Matt, “Half-wit because they slept with him”. They both burst into laughter. Allerick turned to look at them, “I know right, like they even deserve me, there was a time I and my father went on a hunting expedition with the king and queen of Renland, I and the princes

____ The magic city of Mala Inside the throne room, there are 7 thrones with an empty throne in the middle, while the other 6 are occupied by 5 people (Noe- Elf Queen, Nay- Druid Queen, Nia- Fairy Queen, Noa- Ice Queen and Violet- Shadow Dragon) and one little child (Erin- the Vampire Queen). They all wear white clothes that are closed complete with masks.

Sky King: “You were summoned as a courtesy. You answered with war. Kneel, child, and I will make it quick.” I step forward. Lightning crawls over my skin like it’s coming home. Celeste: “I don’t kneel. I ride.” I flip Sânge Furtună under my feet. The throne room has rails of frozen lightning running its length. I drop in. The war inside the Throne-ship begins. And every grind, every slash, every heartbeat is a message carved into the sky itself: This is our year. This is our sky. And we are just getting started.

“Your Grace, we need to kill Shuntha,'' Seti walked alongside Raiden as he made his way to the icy throne. The throne wasn’t made of ice but metal that was painted white, it was almost a century old. It didn’t rust, it wasn’t worn down, the paint wasn’t chipped, and it looked like it had just been crafted. Five fairies that were part of the kingdom forged the throne with magic, the fairies were once respected and loved; until King Atticruss and Queen, Tressa feared them and spread hatred amongst the people.

Dropping the water-full wooden bucket in his hands, the younger brother spoke, "Time really flies faster than you'd want it to." Having heard of of this very random thought spoken by the boy, Tristan couldn't help but turn to see him. Still tightly holding on to a broomstick, he quietly followed his brother's long gaze. It appears he is watching over children playing outside the window, not too far from where they stand. "What now, old man. . ." said the all fed-up Tristan. "Thea's birthday is coming, remember? Uh, she'd be disappointed on you," Johann incessantly uttered.

Otsana grabbed me, pulling me backward even though I had not moved, because my whole body had started leaning toward my stolen blood. That terrified me more than anything. The blood knew me. The throne knew it. A wound I did not remember was calling me home to a grave that had mistaken itself for inheritance. The final drop landed. The ancient throne opened. Not like a door. Not like a mouth. Like a cradle. Black bone arms bent outward, silver roots curved into a nest, and feathers folded back to reveal a hollow lined with red light. Every mother on the field began crying before any of us saw what slept inside.