Royal Guard Papyrus Novels & Stories

Only high Lycans and direct royals use it. I swallowed hard. My throat felt too tight. “Then my mother… she was truly…” The scroll vibrated faintly, as if acknowledging my words. Born royal. I unrolled it slowly, petrified the parchment would crumble. But it didn’t. It opened as if it had been waiting for me. Inside were lines of ancient inscriptions, drawings of symbols I recognized from Ezekiel’s description of the royal Lycan bloodline. And then… at the bottom, there was a map burned into the parchment.

He was huge down there and she wondered if it would fit in, that prompted her to place one of her hands over her pelvis. The door to the meeting room opened and a guard walked in carrying a black ink of soot and a quill with a papyrus. "You are going to sign on this my Princess," the guard said to her as he handed the quill and papyrus to her. Princess Elena quickly signed on it. Better to get this done over with. "Follow me," the guard said and Princess Elena followed the guard. ➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖

Across from them, baby Aurora swung her feet beneath the table, humming to herself as she poked her pancakes into a smiley face. Everything was peaceful—until a guard entered briskly. “Your Majesties,” he said with a respectful bow toward the head of the table, where Aurora and Aries sat. “A letter has arrived from the Blackstone Pack. It is marked for the Royal Family.” Aries paused mid-sip of coffee. “Blackstone?” Seris froze. “Cato?” The room quieted as the guard approached and handed the sealed parchment to Aurora, who inspected the black wax stamp bearing the Blackstone insignia. She exchanged a glance with Aries before gently breaking the seal.

Arthur stepped closer, opening the velvet cloth. On the silver tray was embedded an arrow plated with pure gold. At the tip of the arrow, there was a piece of white parchment written in dark purple ink - the color of royalty that became extinct centuries ago. Alexander frowned. His eyes narrowed at the strange aura from the arrow. "Pure gold? Wolves don't use soft gear to kill." Chloe took the letter on the parchment. His aura remained ice cold, but his eyes sharpened as he tore through every word written there. Signed, Aurelius Dynasty.

But as my hand brushed my pocket, my fingers froze. There was a crumpled piece of paper inside. I slowly pulled it out. It was a hastily folded note. I opened it, my eyes scanning the scrawled handwriting. All the blood instantly drained from my face. My hands began to shake so violently the paper rattled. I whipped my head around. The maid was already ten feet away, quickly walking toward the exit. "Grab her!" I roared, my voice echoing down the stone corridor. The maid shrieked in terror and broke into a full sprint, but she was absolutely no match for a trained royal guard. In two massive strides, the guard tackled her, twisting her arms behind her back, and dragged her right back to my f

As I wandered through the exhibition, one display caught my attention. Unlike the others, it was protected behind reinforced glass. Inside rested a simple gold ring engraved with a scarab and the symbol of the rising sun. The information plaque read: Recovered from an unidentified royal burial site. Estimated age: Over 3,000 years. Believed to belong to the royal House of Khepri. House of Khepri?! My heartbeat quickened as I read it because it was Kharef's royal house. Without thinking, I stepped closer and the scarab pendant around my neck suddenly became warm and became hotter.

I only cared that the door stood unguarded. I slipped inside before I could second-guess the opportunity. Shelves of sealed documents lined the walls from floor to ceiling, each one stamped with the royal crest — Reino de Luna. Dust hung thick in the air, undisturbed for what looked like years. A dusty frame on the corner desk caught my eye, and something in me — some instinct I couldn't name — refused to let me walk past it. I wiped the glass clean with the edge of my sleeve, gently, as though the portrait beneath might shatter if I moved too quickly.

Even though they were statues, the vibe they exuded was still scary! After getting closer, Philip discovered that the aura of the four guards was not weaker than a half step to the other shore! Were they the guardian warriors mentioned by Alliance Master Yarn? Having four supreme powerhouses a half step to the other shore guard this underground palace was a big deal indeed! Philip took out Emperor Kai's Token, easily passed through the four guards, and walked into the hall. Inside the hall, 16 huge towering black pillars engraved with black dragons stood before him. At the top of the main hall, there was a golden black coffin!

Every one of her senses was enthralled with a soothing calm. “Damn it!” Damon’s voice from beyond the great hall. Pushing the door open, Journee saw him buried in mountainous piles of books and scrolls. She watched him hold up a piece of parchment, comparing it to another material. It is foreign. Something I have not handled in real life. Taking a closer look, she recognised it from her history textbooks. Papyrus! OMG! They have ancient Egyptian texts here?! Excitement shot through her veins as her hands trembled with desire. Briefly, Journee allowed her fingers to trace the outline of the hieroglyphics.

“Is it true the Royal Beta saved you?” “Wade? Fuckin’ Wade? Nah. I got myself out. Don’t need anyone! The guards didn’ know wha’ hit ‘em!” He found his lips taken by another, he fisted flaxen blonde hair, roughly shoving his tongue into her mouth before pulling away. “And then! Ya’ not heard anything! Father ripped that sick son of a bitch apart!” “It’s true?” “Oh yeah! Dick didn’t stand a chance.” “I heard he was the ex Royal Beta, that true?” a voice came from the crowd.