Royal Hidden Passage Frog นิยาย & เรื่องราว

They still need to meet and cooperate with the soldiers from the Fressia Kingdom, so they need to wait for them, and complete the final plan before heading to the underground route. Raval also thought of the problem with the horses. They are too many, and it is harder to hide them in the forest trail that is teeming with hungry wild beasts. But, he is extremely familiar with the forest trail that is near the foot of the north king mountain, and there is a deep basin there that looks like a separate valley with an entrance that could only fit one person at a time.

A deep cruel voice asked from the shadow of the darkness. "Yes, they all are." "Good, this is good news indeed." The evil voice then faded just as it had swiftly come with the culprit, leaving to go celebrate. After all, this was a great achievement indeed…the successful royal assassination...of an entire Supreme Royal family dynasty. ~ As soon as silence befell the place, Queen Sophia immediately opened her eyes. Rousing from her fake pretense of playing dead and lifeless,

What was hard was to pull the huge rock that covered a secret passage towards a cave – where the sacred plants for the royal blood were hidden. He let out a loud gasp as he finally reached the hidden cave. It was enticing – as the fireflies were freely flying amidst the darkness and had given their light to the various plants around the area. Raven walked towards the illuminated part of the cave, where the Maria Flora was located. There’s a small open hole above it where the light of the moon shines brightly in the night sky – making it glow and shine remarkably more than the other plants around it. Raven carefully cut two of the stems where the flower was connected before he placed it in hi

he explained. I remembered Vivian telling me he’d been searching for someone. “Who are you looking for?” I asked between licks of my ice cream. It helped to calm my nerves. Caleb’s eyes darted down for a moment, watching my tongue. My cheeks heated, and he glanced away, rubbing the back of his neck. “His name is Frankie,” he said, turning his attention to his cone. “It seems he’s hidden by magic at the moment—at least from psychic visions. You wouldn’t happen to know anything about that, would you?”

Somewhere in the Charles Frost Family Mansion Royale Frost POV I pick up my bag and close my bedroom door quietly after arranging pillows on my bed in my absence. I don't want anyone to know that I am gone. I tip toe down the staircase and slip quietly and successfully out of the house. Slipping into my car, I drive out of the house, but not before making sure the security guards won't say anything. I love James. From the first day I saw him in his black crisp suit, opening a door for Dad, he caught my interest. He became that bad thing that I wanted to try, I knew I shouldn't try but yet still I wanted to try.

“Follow me, Valentin. But do not speak of this until we reach the destination. We cannot risk being overheard.” Valentin could follow his queen’s direction and nodded. Though, as he fell into step behind her, he wondered just who her unwelcomed guest could be. He had a few ideas, but none of them were very good. He followed his queen done the stairs of the oldest building on campus to the hidden tunnels very few knew weaved underneath. Following the corridors, we reached a room that was being guarded by four men. As Queen Victoria approached, they stepped to the side, allowing her, and thereby Valentin, entrance.

Marcus watched me as if I were a bad joke. "Putting on a show." He sneered. "You think just making a call will" His words died on his lips. Because a loud roar suddenly came from outside the window. Everyone turned their heads, looking out the floor-to-ceiling windows. In the sky, a black private helicopter was slowly descending. On the side of the fuselage, a prominent silver 'V' crest was emblazoned. That was the Vanguard family crest. The entire corridor fell into a deathly silence.

“Soon, when the time is right. Politics is the last thing in my mind these days. The elders are in there.” “Elders? I thought faeries never gets old.” “Demifaes does.” They were seated on top of huge granite stone. Eleand enjoyed the overlooking view below. The place was tranquil. Only the sounds of wind were audible. “You want to see dragons, right?” Rieska pointed to one cave a few meters away from them, “Take a look at that.” His eyes followed her fingers. Eleand was amazed to see three dragon hatchlings walking around the cave’s entrance. One of them tried to fly.

There was a commotion in the pool as bubbles rose and burst. Were they about to emerge? Alexander halted his steps and gazed at the pool. He had always felt there was something inside, and it seemed there were quite a few of them. Suddenly, water splashed everywhere as a figure the size of a calf leaped out, covered in mud and grime. It was a swamp poison frog. Its first target upon emerging from the water was none other than Alexander. Its elastic, adhesive tongue darted toward him with incredible speed.

I didn't say a word and paid more attention to the sound. Croak I looked at Liam badly and handed him the box. "Oh, why? Didn't you like it? You haven't even opened it yet." He said but I glared at him. "Oh yeah? Liam I can't fool you because I already know the sound of the frog you s**t." I said. "Hey Cia." I heard Prince Terren call to me from behind me. He took my hand and placed a huge frog there. It’s a bull frog.