Royal Family Bloodline の小説・ストーリー

“With the Queen on her deathbed, the physician desperately began creating different concoctions with this strange blood. And then…” “He eventually discovered that, combined with a few basic alchemical solutions, the blood… cured the Queen of Wolf’s Fury.” I let out a soft gasp as I flipped to the next page. But then my heart sank when I read the following paragraphs. The special gene in the princess’s blood was found to be exclusive to the Northern royalty’s bloodline. But none of the princess’s children went on to possess the gene. That had been nearly three hundred years ago, and now… Suddenly a knock on the door pulled me out of my reverie. By the time I looked up, the door was already cr

Through our connection, I could feel him drawing on knowledge that transcended his years, ancestral memories locked in Graystone blood, awakened by his first shift and the power of the convergence point. *The Royal Line flows through us both,* he communicated, well, all four Royal lines to be exact somewhere along the line, descendants of the direct lines were saved, hidden in plain sight as pups, said to have been born to pairs but were adopted, but never formally on paper, so no paper trail for Nightshade to follow.*

“The royal family inherited their elemental blood from their great, great, great, grandmother. I heard the Queen and her husband also attended the academy.” Silent, I stare at Tamil before turning to Lillian, my mind is still trying to function around the words Royal Prince’s of England. “Wait, as in England, England?” “Yes Coral,” Lillian grins teasingly, pushing up the glasses perched low on the bridge of her nose.

"I haven't spoken to him since this morning, so I don't know yet... As for you being a Royal, the true Royal family, the descendant, whether it was the King or the Queen, they were always a rare white in colour and it was always passed on to the firstborn. No one knows why, but it was how they could always tell who was meant to be on the throne. It didn't happen often, but if something happened to the firstborn before they could produce an heir, then it shifted to the next in line..." "That's why the brother failed because he wasn't meant to be on the throne, as the rightful King and Queen had had a son to carry on the Royal bloodline..." "Yes, that is right... He made his claim to the thron

Large, old paintings hung on both walls, depicting the portraits of the previous kings of Crown Galacer. Every king on the paintings belonged to the only bloodline who had ruled Glacia ever since the beginning; the Aragons. Kael believed that the Aragon family had the strongest bloodline among all royal families in this world. They had their own signature, a vessel of tremendous power, running through their veins, which Kael had yet to witness. And that’s something he was looking forward to in the future. “Sir Kael,” the councilor called him again, as he seemed to notice the divine knight trailing off while walking. Two Grand Knights had been following them, as guards they were of the high c

Elder Venetia is his Granddaughter; she is one of the few people who isn’t afraid to speak her mind in front of me and I always enjoy any meeting that she or Elder Jensen attend. I wanted to remove Venetia and Jensen from the Elders, but her Father had made a strong argument against it. We would lose much information on our bloodline, even if the bloodline they were meant to protect no longer exists. Dyala never had Pups; she didn’t live long enough to find her connection, so her bloodline within the Royal family ceased. Every member of the Royal family knows her story and her Brother's hatred for her. No one ever found out what his problem was with his baby Sister and he never answered anyo

Philip simply could not believe it. The god tier had not appeared for tens of thousands of years nor had anyone heard of a holy tier attempting to breach through the god tier. “Which royal family do you belong to?” Philip could not help being curious. He wanted to know King Chaya’s identity. “Haha, do you think that only those trashy royal families with mixed breeds between humans and beasts can produce holy-tier mighty beings?” Philip felt as if he just had a bombshell dropped on him again. Of the current nine royal families, their predecessors were basically a mix between humans and beasts, and it was that bloodline that made them so powerful today.

Now, by the power of the ancestors and our grandfathers, I break every lineage and link you. I destroyed every demonic assignment you have been tasked to perform in the life of your husband and his family. Celestine Maclean, you are now a royal. Because your lineage to the family is by adoption. You may continue to marry your husband. Again, your wards and descendants have equal right to ascend on the throne if the need arises. Celestine Maclean, if you hide behind this royal family to plan evil against any of the royal family members, you and your descendants shall be executed.

"I am Elder Raymond, head of the Wolf Council. We have been asked to verify the bloodline of Miss Anna Russell." My heart stopped. This was it. Elder Raymond pulled out a piece of paper. "After extensive testing and consultation with historical records, we have reached our conclusion." He paused for dramatic effect. I wanted to throw my wine at him, too. "Miss Anna Russell is confirmed to be of Royal blood. Direct descendant of the Royal Healer line through her grandmother, Margaret Russell. Her bloodline is pure, and her claim is legitimate." The room erupted in shocked whispers. I sat frozen. Royal. It was real. I was really Royal blood.

I looked at him in amazement, and Kral, with a nonchalant look on his face, looked down at the lake. "Yes, but children have always been a problem in the royal family. The King and Queen might have many children," he said quietly. "But at some point, only children with golden pupils could inherit the throne." "The elder William has golden pupils, too." My voice trailed off as I mentioned the name. The golden pupils have two meanings. One is the golden color of the eye. The more pure the royal blood is, the more intense the golden pupil will be. But there is a second meaning. It's the blood power of the golden pupil that matters."