Royal Knights Black Clover Novels & Stories

In her room, she had summoned the entire Dark Shadow Coven council, consisting of an Ace, two assassins knights, and a Witch Rosaline. Ace Denzell and two assassin knights had been allowed into the royal room because they were all connected to each other through a web of magic. They gathered to discuss the future of their race. The air inside was tense, and a small but palpable aura of worry hung heavily around all five of them.

Emily's POV When we rode in, Leon was already at the gates. Not two days out. Already here. He had pushed the pace - hard, by the look of his warriors, who were road-worn and travel-stained and with that peculiar fatigue of wolves who had been on the move without sufficient rest. Shadowcrest's colors on their cloaks. Forty or more wolves in loose group in the outer court, and their horses were being attended to by the stable hands of Ironclaw, the entire effect suggesting that controlled anarchy of an arrival which no one had quite expected.

In her room, she had summoned the entire Dark Shadow Coven council, consisting of an Ace, two assassins knights, and a Witch Rosaline. Ace Denzell and two assassin knights had been allowed into the royal room because they were all connected to each other through a web of magic. They gathered to discuss the future of their race. The air inside was tense, and a small but palpable aura of worry hung heavily around all five of them.

Trembling, he took a map from his mouth and handed it to Adrian. Adrian studied the map and understood it immediately. Then, he stomped on the black-masked man's neck, crushing it. The black-masked man died instantly, lying motionless on the ground. A chilling danger emanated from Adrian's gaze as he repeated icily, "The Black King League." At that moment, hundreds of Dark Knights surged forward like a tide, swiftly gathering around Adrian. They encircled him, protecting him within, exuding a menacing presence. "Sir, are you alright?" they asked.

With my eyes still close, I receive the call and press it on my ear, "Hello, who is that?" What I hear from the caller makes me jump out of my bed in horror. "I will be there in ten minutes. Could you please not let anyone get close to him?" Damn, where the hell is my key? I curse internally for not finding my motorcycle's key when I need it the most.

Stella, step back She took a step back, looking around at whatever was happening and as she did, the warriors stopped and watched as something emerged from the shadows circling in thin air. A cloud of black mist grew in size as it swirled around in its place. A reeky smell of death and rotten flesh started oozing around us. As the cloud died down, it showed a man wearing a black cloak. The cloak looked to be made out of the air, it went down his back and fluttered on the ground.

"Your majesties!" he uttered. "I want you to monitor the royal convoy of Prince Raphael the whole night. He is on his way back to Baltimore now." My father ordered. "Yes your majesty!" the minister replied. That's how we acted upon receiving the said news because the three Kingdoms of Brizalia, Delivria and Acrostica comprises the United Kingdom of Anglutica, a known enemy of Baltimore with respect to territory. I went back to my palace and call Prince Raphael. "Hon, I know you have enough valid reason for travelling at night but I want you to know that I am so worried about you travelling this time. Hon you're already considered as a royal family of Baltimore because we are engaged for mor

The kingdom celebrated the news of having another Royal Knight. The scene was all festive with the music and banners displayed throughout the royal palace. The Seven Princes of the kingdom, each one representing their noble clan, marched towards the ceremonial hall to acknowledge King Rashal's declaration on making Darina as the Royal Knight after the Order of Agabea, the first queen who ruled Clapestris.

They each wore a simple but lovely circlet of gold, with small Dragon wings on either side and sculpted flames around it. The group knelt as they seated themselves on the thrones. Captain Cyros said, “Your Majesties, may I present Blade Master Kolton and Sir Braedon of the Black Knights.” After speaking, Cyros moved aside to stand near the side door. “Rise,” said the king, his voice a pleasing baritone. Randey stood along with the others, taking a closer look at the royal couple. The King was not as old as he had expected. No older than his father had been, surely. He had a strong but kindly face, set off by a closely trimmed beard. His hair was black, and his dark eyes were those of a man o

KYLE RYLE DIONNE The President of the popular paranormal club the Blood +, tag by his title name as the ‘Black Rose Knight’, and one of the Academy’s seven popular students, ‘The Knight of the Seven Roses’. His standing as the rank 3 in the entire prestigious and international school of Royal Knights Academy marked him with the shadowed black stallion knight horse named Zero.