Royal Fool Novels & Stories

Royal's POV The Alpha's gaze shifted between Feina and me, a mix of emotions swirling in his eyes. He took a deep breath, gathering his thoughts before addressing Feina's question. "Feina, this is Royal," he began, his voice steady. "She's a halfling who I have taken interest in."

the King asked suspiciously. "Come now, my liege," the fool pouted, "think you I would resort to such trickery and jeopardize us all?" Finnbheara templed his fingers and studied the fool. Un-predictable, cunning, and careless, the jester had not yet been foolish enough to risk their race. "Go on." The fool cocked his head and his smile gleamed in the half-light. "It's simple. The wedding can't take place now. King James is going to destroy the Douglas. Oh, the Comyn too," he added irreverently.

If she didn't know, then it wouldn't be true. Except she was already at the book. “The Law of Princely Marriage: The royal heir, be it male or female must wed of noble blood. No other suitors may be entertained.” “No,” she gasped, but the words stayed the same. Frantic, she pulled her phone out of her clutch and googled the law. It was a real law. There were no repeals. All Orsino marriages were of noble heritage. The latest one listed was between King Carlo and Lady Magdalena Dunhill.

I admit. I do not really spend much of my time watching the Court's fashions. I have spent the last few years just trying to survive.The last couple of months has really been even more intense when it comes to my focus on other subjects. I have been so focused on coming up with a plan to steal the crown. "Red is considerend a royal color to some and a demonic color to others. What reason could you have to like the color red? Are you royal or are you a demonic worshiper?" One of the knights say to me.

She repeated and I clenched my fists underneath the table. See what I mean? Always stating the fucking obvious as if it makes her smarter than everyone on this table. This is the Royal Council. They serve every Kingdom in the world and all Royals follow the rules that they have set. It has been like this for thousands of years and nobody dares question it. Whoever does, almost always does not live to see another sunrise. But I will not be one of them. Hopefully. “I am well aware of this.” I said as I felt my nails digging into my skin by how tightly my fists are clenched.

CHAPTER 161 – THE ROYAL TRICK MAYA POV They’re trying to trick me. Two can play that game. “No thank you,” I said flatly, folding my arms. My voice carried just enough bite to make Ruth flinch. Her painted smile wobbled. “But… it was worn by a royal.” I tilted my head. “I’m no royal.”

A roar exploded from Bruce. Not an ordinary wolf's roar. Not even an Alpha's. The sound shook the fucking cabin. Alpha Tobias's warriors immediately lowered themselves. Lenden's head dropped. Even Kornell paused and bowed instinctively before catching himself. Royal authority thundered through Bruce's voice. The roar of a King. Then Bruce saw Ryan. And I lost him. We launched ourselves across the room. Ryan was already on the floor beneath Kornell and Lenden, struggling to complete his shift. He looked at us.

"Why don't you start by telling me what a royal is and why you think I am one." He took the cap off his beer and took a long draught. He looked like he was about to cry. It was so stupid. This guy was a bodybuilder, probably close to three hundred pounds, and acted like some sniveling, downtrodden, bullied... just thinking about it ticked me off. No one should be made to feel how this guy was feeling. I couldn't imagine a life like his. "A Royal is born a werewolf. Royals shift faster than bitten wolves. They have more control over their shifts. They can control themselves mid-shift, reversing the shift even."

Royal family C H A P T E R 1 0 I hope it's a joke. Can you honestly believe a young woman, who is a commoner, meeting the royals? Who would love to meet a young person who is pursuing to be a magical physician and also literally breaking the stereotype because she doesn't give any fuck about the King's statement? That's the joke of the year.

Aiden said. "You cannot claim what you're not. If you're a royal you should bear the mark of a royal or be a Thalon at least. Your mother has fed you all those lies, that is why you're ahead of yourself. Again I will repeat, you will stay and let them do the quest. You can have the whole kingdom if they don't come back," Lucas said Aiden's eye sparkled at the last words that his uncle said. He left his office without saying goodbye. Lucas didn't look at him he just continued what he was doing before Aiden came.