Novel & Cerita Royal Knights Resolve

I muttered and the court bacame as quiet as grave yard. “Khaitan can not beat us, but seeing them calling for war, they must have a secret on hand, for daring to challenge us, so let's thread carefully”I spoke up and saw everyone agree with me. “Moreover,it will be waste of resources if we accept,so let's negotiate first” “Your Majesty is right, let's do it your way” The royal secretary said “Lord Alphin Angelos, and Lord Arlay Savic prepare for khaitan, you guys will do the negotiating if….. “

Their presence was immediate, undeniable, and absolute. They didn’t just walk into the confrontation—they owned the space the moment they entered it. Their movements were fluid, their expressions unreadable, but the sheer force of their presence sent an unmistakable message: Enough. The taller of the two, with sharp golden eyes that gleamed with authority, took a step toward the clashing Alphas. His voice was calm, yet it sliced through the tension like a blade. “This is the Royal Pack,” he stated, his words carrying an unspoken warning. “Whatever personal disputes you have are irrelevant here. The King alone dictates the laws, and no one overrules them.”

He held my gaze without expression, waiting, because this was exactly what he had warned me about, the moment when someone I loved needed something from me and I had to weigh it against everything else the crown meant. "I'll call a council meeting," I said. "We'll discuss options." Maddie's jaw tightened. "Options. Karl is sitting in an enemy camp and we're going to discuss options." "Maddie." I squeezed her hands. "I'm not ignoring this. I promise you. But sending knights in without a plan could make it worse. It could get them killed." Maddie stared at me for a long moment. Then she exhaled, shaky and uneven, and nodded once, tightly, like the agreement cost her something.

"Well, that changed when I became your number one knight." George rolled his eyes. His feet moved again and took him to stand in front of the dirty knight. "You could always ask for something better to wear." "What? Too dirty for your liking, your majesty?" Anthony chuckled, shoving the king gently. Anthony liked his attire. His ripped black jeans with custom made knee pads over them. The leather strap across his chest that held a sword or a bow (it depended on the day, really). The metal chest pad over his green sweater—the sleeves rolled up to reveal his muddy and scarred arms after each day. The black cloak tied around his neck. It was just him, and he couldn't imagine himself in anything

Umma took a deep breath as she gaze at Aamal then continue with "Hafiz move to the palace, Mahmud left hurt and heartbroken. Which left the two fathers fighting" "Fighting about what" Asmy asked. "Umar made a lot of investment to the Royal family because of his son, so after the wedding is resolved, he demanded that everything he did should be paid back to him. And they where partners for a new company they where developing, Umar was the one financing it, so he decided the company should be his once it is in development". "They continue their unending suing of each other as the rest live happily". "How can they live happy after this" Nawal asked with scoffed.

He knew he was finished. But as the pride of the descendants of Country H in The Empire, he couldn’t surrender without putting up a fight. Bang! However, Selena waved his hand, not giving Rozak much time to think. A few elites pulled the trigger, gunning down two of the knights who were planning to fight their way out. “We surrender!” “We give up!” Rozak’s eyes were twitching frantically. Finally, he dropped and slammed his knees on the ground in submission. Selena chuckled before taking his phone out.

he asked his official council. “I am afraid not, Your Serene Highness,” the senior official answered soberly. “The coronation plans are still in place but it makes things rather difficult.” He had no time for someone stating the obvious. Federico knew what was at stake here. The security of his own country and the continuation of the Altavilla e Portanova dynasty. The Royal Star diamond was part of the biggest unique red diamond ever existed that had been cut in two, as a way to punish a royal family torn apart by foolish pride and its lust for power. It was also the icon of the Royal House of Altavilla e Portanova.

Malakai’s fury was barely contained, his gaze burning with years of betrayal and the raw need for justice. The Royal Council watched from the side in human form, mounted on their horses. They sat as impartial witnesses to the battle that would decide the future of the Royal Kingdom of Blackclaw. All eyes now turned to the Prime Alpha, who rode forward, his presence an embodiment of ancient law and tradition. His voice, deep and commanding, echoed across the field as he laid down the final rules for the Battle of the Alphas.

“You know what this means, don’t you?” I nodded. “I do.” He sighed and rubbed his face. “Alright. Then as Alpha King, I grant your request. Pull your army together and defend your territory. Send those bastards to hell.” Smiling, I reached out to him and pulled him close, kissing his cheek. He wrapped his arms around me and almost pulled up over the bar. “I can’t send my knights. It has to be yours, Sol. If you…if you fail…” I scoffed. “We don’t fail. My army doesn’t fail.”

When the countries at the border saw the Dragon Knights, they were terrified and offered compensation before retreating a hundred miles away! At the official residences of Country M and Country Y, eight Dragon Knights held Roger’s Gold Order and stood at the entrance. The Dragon Knights were a strong contrast to the image of the metropolis. They were more like the knights from a mythical world. The head of Country M, an old man with gray hair and eyebrows, flew into a rage as he yelled at his subordinates, “Shut up! You guys are lousy subordinates! No one knows Orienta better than I do! Immediately communicate with the Imperial Preceptor and assume a negotiating stance. Also, I'm withdrawing