Royal Pawn 4 소설 & 이야기

I know that I am not supposed to go out there unless called but I cannot help but peek my head around the corner to see what is going on. In walks four of the Royal Guardians with Prince Francis in the middle of them. He looks around the room quickly before finding a table that is free. As soon as he walks over to the table with his guards the surrounding tables all clear out to give them some privacy. Not that they are not all still straining their ears to listen or anything.

“Are you sure that’s okay? I mean, you’re a royal prince, and I’m just an American.” “Who you are is perfect and beautiful.” He frowned, cupping her chin to make her look at him instead of the ring. “You’re not just anything. You’re everything to me, and that’s all that matters. I’m the youngest son, and I’m unlikely to inherit anyway, so it doesn’t matter if I don’t marry a princess or someone with royal lineage. All that matters is you make me happy and vice versa. Do I make you happy?” Tears blurred her vision, and her lips trembled as she tried to answer. “Yes,” she said in a wobbly voice.

A pair of twos, maybe, and that was useless. I looked at Silicon Valley. His lips were tight, and his eyes irritated as he stared down moodily at his cards. His excited expression had twisted into a frown. He was probably already thinking about the twenty thousand dollars he’d wagered in the pot. I hid a smile. “Miss Bennet?” Michael, the dealer, said. Stone-faced, I handed in the four of spades. Waited. And got back—A queen. Unbelievable! I forced myself not to react, not even to breathe. It was hard, especially as I looked at the cards in my hand. Three kings and two queens. A full house. It was an almost unbeatable hand.

As Christian and I reached the bottom of the staircase, I tightened my grip around his arm slightly. As Christian and I reached the bottom of the staircase, we were greeted by Alpha King Dominic’s steady gaze. He stood tall on the platform, his regal presence commanding the attention of everyone in the room. The air in the grand hall buzzed with anticipation, the murmurs dying down as the crowd focused on the next moment—the blood oath. Alpha Dominic stepped forward, his voice strong and steady as he addressed the pack. “Tonight, we witness the formal induction of Mia as our Royal Beta, bound by loyalty to the pack, to our people, and to the future we strive to protect.”

It is simply what he lost when the power was taken, and could not recover because the power has been sealed inside the Royal bloodline ever since. "And the Royal bloodline is ending," Rollins said. Marcus looked at him. "The last of it is standing at this window," he said quietly. The room was quite silent a moment. I turned that over. The last of the Royal line. The end of the container the first wolves had built to hold the power. Why Claus had been long enough to wait centuries. He had always known that the line would thin at length. He had simply been waiting for it to arrive at its final point.

We were drowning in a sea of debt they didn't know I knew about. In my past life, I'd been a pawn in Jarrold and Cindy's twisted game, tangled in their mess until it got me killed. And for what? I hadn't gained a thing. Back then, I'd still believed in something as naive as pure love. How pathetically foolish. Now, I knew better. Now, my only true loyalty was to the cold, hard cash that could buy my freedom. Since I was stuck in their game, I might as well play to win.

Chapter Three; The balcony collision Adrian's POV; The conversation was going great until the princess started making moves on me. Her fingers dragged as she placed them in my hand. I pretended not to understand what she was trying to do, she moved her seat closer until our seats were touching each other. Her gown had a slit cut on her upper thigh. She let her gown freely expose her thighs, I looked up to her face and she gave me a smile. “This is the kind of woman, my mother had selected to be the next queen”

"Bold words for someone even the guards disrespect." "Bold words maybe, but true. They obey their queen, but I am still the princess of this island. You are nothing but a man with enough money to buy the crown and nothing else." She laughed and clapped sardonically. "Congratulations, you passed the test to be a lowly puppet in exchange for a throne." "What a privileged puppet, hm. An entire kingdom to rule with a beautiful woman by my side." "Keep riding those horses. When you finally fall off, I'll be there to spit in your face."

Even though they had misunderstanding at times, he valued his friendship with Beta Aiden and there was nothing that the Elders of the council would say that would make him change his opinion about him. I don't need him to change his opinion, I couldn't even care less. All I needed was for Aiden to be gone permanently. "Just like how a pawn is seen as the weakest player in a chess board, but also can be the most dangerous because once it reaches the end, it can take on any form it wants. It can get rid of the King and all those near it. You chose to be a pawn in the chess board and now is the time for you to take on any form you want. So which one do you want to be?"

“Just like that two pawns are dead and you’re wondering why you chose to become a pawn in the first place.” “Exactly,” Xavier nodded. “Unlucky.” “Not so,” Draymond laughed bringing out the white knight. “Because suddenly the battle is not about pawns any more.” He brought the black knight out. “What is the battle about?” Xavier frowned. “The king,” Draymond smiled. “These knights, these bishops, these rooks, and even the queen all die trying to save the king and what happens in the end?” “He still gets captured,” Xavier said. “He still gets captured,” Draymond nodded in agreement. “And what happens to the pawn?”