Royal Merchant Novels & Stories

Hades would never allow it, nor would I after learning she was our mate. "This will take much more planning." I growled, "Do you have anything else in the mean time?" The voice was silent for a few moments, "I do. Not nearly as much money, but this target is also of importance." "Give me a name." I growled. "August Halifax." The raspy voice replied. "Halifax?" Hades questioned, "Another Royal?" "They are up to their games again." I grimaced. My past required me to be quite knowledgeable of the Royal's and I was extremely familiar with the games they enjoyed playing.

Chapter 95: The Royal Entreaty The day of the Royal Entreaty had finally arrived, a day that held the hopes and ambitions of men from every corner of the kingdom. From noble lords to esteemed knights, wealthy merchants, and even commoners of exceptional merit, they all gathered at the southern grounds of the imperial palace, a vast and majestic space where the kingdom’s finest had once trained and competed. The grounds were meticulously prepared for the occasion, banners bearing the royal crest fluttered in the breeze, and the marble pavilions gleamed in the morning sun. It was a setting worthy of the historic event that was about to unfold.

They must be expecting a bigger price. "Yes. Your swords has the ensign of your kingdoms as royalties. I want to add it to my collection." I bit my lower lip as I looked at the princes. How could I have a heart to fail them? They hava taken so much pains just to get to this point. And thinking about the very kind queen that reminds me of my own mother… How can I fail her?

We need help, and sometimes the assistance we hire ends up helping us look the part way more than we ever intended it to look. Like my cousin, Marianne, who wore the traditional New Beerenland's royal Victorian brooch and other royal garbs to a church wedding of a commoner she knew. And somehow, the media was there to cover it. She had my grandma's overcoat on her back that was handmade by the Indian women and been sent off as a gift on Christmas Eve by the country's royalty to earmark the tradition of transporting tea and coal that goes all the way back to the 1500s. It was a popular piece of history that captured the local newspaper's attention on the incoming Monday. Why did my cousin Mar

“That's right, there's really nothing to hide, Eric. I'm actually a Merchant in the Royal Capital, but I don't have a lot of acquaintances." “But I heard Hanas say, your teacher is the one who taught the old King. So I think it's possible through this person. Because I want His Majesty to be able to use this tea to represent the elite. Mr. Moris has also tried it, this is the First Class tea that I made. Not only that, there are many different types of tea, which can be used by all levels of people. Not only that, but I also want to create a new wine in the near future. In the short term, if we can use this tea to help our territory begin to grow.”

Honestly, I think I'm in the wrong Royal Manor- no way are these people the viscous King and Queen of Black Shadow Pack I've grown up hearing about. Tuesday morning, I've been here ten days. Almost like a robot, I get out of bed, stretch until my back clicks before pulling on my running clothes. I bought new ones with Alice and I think the dark purple sports top and black running shorts are my favourite. The top ends just above the base of my ribs, beneath my breasts. I make my way towards the front door, tying my hair up as I jog down the stairs. I pass several omegas, who dip their heads with a smile towards me. I skip down the front steps, ignoring the way my wolf warns me about being fol

Rose asked “I also don’t know,” After thirty minutes, we arrived at their pack's territory. We’ve entered a trail of trees, I can smell the wind change and the number of wolves. As we go along I can see a big old stone mansion. “The palace used to be bigger than that, “ Caleb said, “After the human war it was destroyed and this is what is left,” he said. “It was also the same incident that moved the different titles for royals like us. But my people still call my father King and I, the prince,”

“Royal household. This is the butler speaking. How may I be of help?” “I need to speak directly to the king.” “And who is this?” “Don Aziel.” “A moment please.” The line went mute for five minutes before someone finally spoke. “Hello,” finally the king said, his voice unmistakably irritated. “We have a problem.” “If this is about Zarek being stubborn, rest assured I’ve had enough for today. Tell him I’ll cut his allowance.” “He’s been kidnapped,” I said, not having the time to mince my words. “How did that happen? I thought you—”

Laurent clenched his fist when he saw the messages from his son's investors about not withdrawing their shares anymore. Bunch of cowards and losers, that's what they are! Tsk!! The Royal Association is all about buying gold, ore, crude oil, and valuable stuff. Years ago, he had liquidated the company's assets in exchange for gambling, hoping that he would make big money and turn everything over into the business. Now, he was attempting a similar gamble, but his chances slipped away before he could even start. Despite promising the investors heaven and earth if they withdrew their investment and sold them off to him, that stupid Ralph stood in his way, just as he always did.

He is part of the few people that advise the king. "Your Grace," Lander Rein is the richest man after the royal family in the whole kingdom. He is a merchant Of gold and all sought of jewelry. He sells jewelry for the Ladies of great houses and the royal family and even some rich foreigners. He is from a great house. his family has been ruling Rhade which is one of thirteen states in the kingdom of Calesien for hundreds of years. The present Lord of Rhade is Bran Rein, which is Lander's elder brother. Lander is the master of the purse, the chief treasurer of the kingdom, he is responsible for the raising of taxes, funding of royal and civic projects, and the settling of debts incurred by the