Robert Baratheon Family Tree Novels & Stories

"I have to make things right. I know I've never lied to my parents, but I'll have to lie. I'll tell him my marriage with Dylan is over. I'll prove to him that I'll never turn my back on my own home..." "It's too late for that," Leah yelled. "Why?" "Because your father is dead, Scarlett!" Leah's voice carried enough intensity to shake the room. The words echoed eerily in Scarlett's ears. She staggered backwards, her knees growing weak. "What?" she whispered. Leah sighed and looked away. "King Eddard is dead. He died of a heart attack a week ago. And your mother, Queen Katherine, collapsed and is in a coma. The kingdom has no ruler as we speak."

Even for us, it isn't easy to understand how all this happened. —You know that I come from the White Magic Coven, one of the most powerful among witches, the Zanaerys. When the first heir to the throne was born, he had unmatched strength and powers. The witches' council performed a unique spell in which his soul would be reborn within a descendant of my family for decades. Hence, it was, and we always had, a worthy, just, and powerful King.

It is with compassion and worry for both his wife and unborn child. If his enemies could hear his current tone of voice, they would all be shocked to death. His voice now is soft and caring, as if caressing and soothing the discomfort his partner is having. He is King Eddard, the great noble of House Romania, the remaining pure-blooded vampire King, and the Symbol of the Blood Oath of the Southern Covenant. Where he stands, the earth shatters. Where he walks, so does the river of blood. Where he points his sword, wailing widows appear.

Kael was about to strike the kid, but then the king stopped him with a warning glance. “I see you’re as cold as most members in our family, all except for your father …” “Our family? My father? Are you messing with me?” Arth clenched his fist. He tapped his left waist but he seemed to realize his sword hadn’t been with him. “The color of your eyes confirms it all,” the king replied. “You are indeed a direct descendant of my brother, Letholdus Aragon.” “What are all these nonsense things you are saying?” “You have the royal blood of House Aragon, the Chosen Family, Descendants of Glaceus, and Protectors of the North.”

And now— She’s mated to the son of the butcher who wiped out her entire family line. How is this fate? She lets her forehead rest against the cool metal rail. Her whisper escapes before she can stop it. “Why me?” And the wind doesn’t answer. But somewhere behind her, Theon remains still. And the bond pulses like a bruise she can’t stop touching. How will she look at him everyday and not remember he has the blood of the man who made her mother suffer and killed her family? The more she thinks about it the more her hatred builds.

I hardly notice them coming out of their rooms. I don't know much about their parents, I mean the previous King and Queen. As per the historical books, King Xavier's family, the Starkborns, has ruled over for more than four thousand years before King Edward came to show. King Edward's father, the Andrews Swordsman, was a very powerful vampire. He declared a war against the Starkborns, although the Starkborns won in the battlefield but King Justin Starkborns (father of King Xavier) gave one-third part of the world to King Andrews Swordsman, because he was impressed by his determination and honesty.

"Why is he so devoted to Theon? Why does he believe that I'm a threat?" Zane's gaze met hers, and she saw a flash of something new, something hard and unforgiving. "Micah is not just Theon's man, Rhea. He is Theon's son." Rhea's universe spun sideways. The words hit her like a punch. Her brother's father, the man who had terrorized her, abused her, was Theon Vale. The silence that followed was like a cacophony in her ears. The flames spat, the wind howled, and Rhea's heart shattered.

Alpha Tyrion said, taking the huge framed picture out of the closet. It showed up an Alpha, Luna, two daughters and a son. I could see the resemblance on the younger daughter and it was the Luna Queen. That meant the elder one was my mother and the boy, he was my uncle. I touched their faces and tears blinded my vision. It was a happy family. Five people living without any issues. Then, this calle had to come and ruin everything. "We will find everything about them. " Katie Said.

she said. He went very still. She held the register. "The founding agreement between the Vael bloodline and the human community," she said. "One of the twelve council members who signed it " "Was from my mother's line," he said. "Yes," she said. The reading room was completely quiet. She looked at him. "Caspian," she said. "Your mother was human." He held the page for a long moment. "Yes," he said. "And her family," she said. "Nine hundred years ago."

Her wedding gown was already torn at the hem where she'd kicked, the lace catching on my cufflinks. Robert stormed forward, blocking my path. “I said let her go!” "She was never yours to give," I seethed, my voice cold and lacking emotion. His jaw clenched. He knew exactly what I meant. This wasn't about love or marriage anymore this was about the decades old bad blood between families.The Vitales had taken everything from my family once. Now I was taking something from them. It just happened to be the fiery-headed girl in my arms. Behind him, Alessio De Luca stumbled forward,the pathetic little puppet vitale has promised Arya to.