Novel & Cerita Royal Arm

EMAL The outdoor celebration soon begins as ordered by the Alpha.The sun casts a warm, amber glow over the courtyard, where silk banners ripple in the breeze—each one bearing the royal sigil: a silver wolf howling beneath a crescent moon with touch of an irregular design I actually didn't take interest to know what it means. The nobles who are only for the outdoor event are already arriving, dressed in their finest silks and ceremonial armor. Guests are laughing with the distant tune of flutes and lyres, and warriors perform blade dances at the prepared spot for them.

Archie stood in the middle of the group, holding a broken wood in one hand and a broken metal ball in the other. The wolves kept their distance as the scent of wolfsbane floated in the air. Archie turned it around for everyone to see the royal seal on the front. "That's the Pruvaria's seal," Serif gasped. "So it's true," Lottie said. "These weapons are made by the human kingdom." "This seal is part of the armory," Cristobal said with disbelief, "but this contraption is something I've never seen before."

The makeups must be expensive,it just meeting Queen Dowager,I don't know what will happen when they were to meet the king They are just too….. I saw everyone bow so I followed. From what I learned,you bow when you meet a Royalty and don't maintain eye contact with them,so I lowered my gaze. "You are all here,welcome to the palace," A soft voice said calmly. I almost raised my head. It took me effort not to. "I will inspect you,and I need you to tell me your names." The voice instructed. I smelt a refreshing flowery scent hit my nose and I can't help but inhale.

Asmy trails and continue "You can only rule by blood there, and this Aamal happens to be the sole heir, she had an older brother, but he died and it was their mother that was the previous Queen" "What about their Father" Nawal asked. "Well they inherited Royalty from their Mother, their father is one of the council people, that's what happens there, if a woman happens to be the Queen, her husband will work beside her in the council, right from the ancient times since you can only rule by my blood, they happens to have more Queens than Kings". Nawal chuckle in what seems to be pity for herself, the little she know, the more scared she become. Turning to gaze at her husband, his face is just b

she explained. A cold glint appeared in Rachel's eyes, but she forced herself to smile gently. "Let's not talk about this. The queen has contributed much to the kingdom." - Meanwhile, at the Armory Bureau, the overseer, Warren, beamed with excitement. "Your Majesty, the weapon design you provided is simply ingenious! I can confidently say that even a genius weaponsmith like Aldric wouldn't be able to decipher such intricate mechanisms! "The entire Armory Bureau has been working tirelessly, and we've finally crafted a prototype of the new rifle. Please, King George and Queen Wendy, have a look."

I try really hard to make it the fantastic beam I’d mastered earlier, despite how it hurts my cheeks. I’m also to wave, in silent greeting. Slowly and gracefully—elbow, elbow, wrist, wrist—similar to a beauty queen on a parade float. I’m lacking the sash that declares, “KING’S DATE,” but hell, it’s easily implied. Nor do I have a jeweled tiara nestled in my fancy updo or a bedazzled scepter resting in the crook of my free arm. (And said “free” arm is still linked with Nick’s, so…) Yet I do have an amazingly sparkly gown—and it’s not just Nick who’s mesmerizing this crowd.

Royal Guards can be easily identified because of the golden emblem of a phoenix on their right chest. In front of them is the throne, the golden throne and sitting there is His Majesty King Edluna of Starliege. He's wearing his golden armor and it shines as the sunlight reflects on his magnificent armor. Next to his seat is an empty throne that's supposed to be for the princess. While walking closer towards the throne. Knight saw the other standing on the left(his POV) corner of the room. Beatrice, Layla, Rhea, Lance and Peter, there's also someone whom he never met before. It must be the one named Oscar.

, Stella said and Lucia nodded to that. Stella sighned, “I have got a job offer.” “On what basis are they employing school students? Could they be frauds?”, Lucia asked. “Royal mark do not lie”, Stella pulled up her sleeves. She had the royal mark on her right arm which is of dark red color. This mark is given to those royal to Kenneth’s family. “It looks cool”, Leah said. “They are only appointing people with this mark. The mark of the royal servant.” These were all making Lucia curious. What is happening and why?

One misstep, and I could undo all the progress I’d made. As we arrived at the royal palace, I took a deep breath, steadying myself. The grandeur of the building was overwhelming, its towering arches and glittering chandeliers a testament to the wealth and power of the royal family. Rami offered me his arm, and I took it, grateful for his steady presence beside me.

Logan Nielsen "Did someone recognise you?" My father asked. "No, I will be fine here." I said as I sat down on the sofa. "Very well, I'll contact you again later. Take care of yourself, son." My fa5her ended the call. My father is the King of Denmark, Valentino Nielsen. I'm Logan Christopher Nielsen, the Prince of Denmark. As much as I love being in the palace, I have to get put of it. Why? There's been a lot of scandals surrounding me lately but all of them are not true so to slowly due them down, I have to go to London to continue my school here.