Request On Bended Knee Novels & Stories

I swallow the unease in my throat and ask again. “ You said something before… ” He looks away, pretending to think. “ something about not kneeling or bowing to anyone who is not your King. ” Every cell in my body freezes when I realize what he is about to ask of me. No, he won’t do that. “ On your knees, Avery. ” His cold eyes find my gaze again. “ What? ” A breath whooshes out of my mouth. “ Get on your knees and I might change my mind about hurting your little friend. ” His eyes flash black.

Rex informed me. I went on my knees in front of Rex, “Jaylen, what's this? Please stand up.” “Rex, please, I want to ask you a favor that I had never asked before,” I folded my hand in front of Rex. “Rex, you have never gone on your knees in front of anyone before so what's the meaning of this?” Rex tried to raise me up but I shook my head and held his hand, “Okay, what do you want?” “Rex, I want you to please turn a blind eye to Kylie,” Rex removed his hand from mine and shook his head.

She was eagerly apologizing and despite my scowl, I nodded to show I had received her apology. "Now, when you want to bend over, make sure your legs remain straight. Your back should be the bend." I instructed. "Do you understand?" She nodded, yes. "Good." I nodded as well. "now, try it out, and let me see."

"I understand that it's not fair for me to make demands of you without offering you something in return. Therefore, I'm giving you this chance, this one chance, to strike a deal with me. So, tell me, Veda, what is something that you would like out of our arrangement?" "I want to know how you plan to use me. And I want to live," she said immediately.

Kael looked at Elena, her words were simple but it slowly ignited his desire for power and honor. Kael stood up, his chair scraping against the wooden floor with a soft protest. The flickering shadows cast by the candle danced ominously around him, Kael knelt, bending his one knee like how he saw from the knight that pledged their loyalty to the empire. Even though the surface of the wooden floor was cool against his knee, making his bruises hurt, he didn’t wince. “Please bring me wisdom to prove myself, madam.” Kael's voice trembled slightly, laced with earnest determination. The act of kneeling—of humbling himself before Elena—signaled not just a plea but an oath to embark on the path she

If I gave it up, the shareholders wouldn’t be pleased with me either. “I know this is a difficult request,” he went on. “But you’re the only one who can save me right now.” “Henry… you know how much...” I started, but he didn’t let me finish. He suddenly dropped to his knees. My eyes widened in shock, and my heart clenched painfully. Seeing him kneel like that broke something inside me. “Please don’t kneel, Henry…” He shook his head. “I want to beg properly. Right now, I need you, my sister, to help me.”

"Your highness-" "If you want me to kneel then I shall." I brushed my robe sideways and bent my knees. Before my knees could touch the ground, someone pulled me back up. I turned and saw Xena. "X... Xena..." She let me go and got on her knees. "I plead to you elders on her behalf. Please, give her a chance."

Kayla forced me to bow while apologizing until she counted 800 times, only then releasing me when I could barely keep my eyes open. "You stay here and kneel properly. I'll let you out when I'm good and ready."

"No" I knew he would say No, but isn't he being too rude? That girl, on the other hand. "Please, I beg you," She said on her knees. She is practically begging, which is making me feel like I am a bad person. I am not asking for him to accept her request because I know it's not possible, but can't he just say it nicely without hurting her? "Your thoughts!" Ril spoke as he turned towards me. Oh, shit again!

I trace his shoulder, fingers pressing into the curve, slipping beneath the visor of his cap to cradle the tension there. “Even if it means kneeling?” I ask, voice low, deliberate. “Yes,” he whispers, breath shaky but unwavering. “I want that.” I lift him effortlessly, hands firm but gentle on his arms. He rises, wide-eyed, trembling. I grab a throw pillow and drop it at my feet. “Kneel,” I command.