Royal Pokemon の小説・ストーリー

She swallowed, her body suddenly remembering its previous weakness. "No, you are not." Rebekah grasped her face. "You are not." "What would getting married to him do? It would only turn mother against him and she could hurt him even more." "Depends on when she finds out about it." Rebekah grinned. "Have you been gone so long you have forgotten the custom of your own home?" "What are you talking about." "Polygamy is forbidden here, especially in the royal family. They see it as a sure way to ensure an heir is produced. So female or male, royals are only allowed one husband. You can't marry another while your first is still alive."

“Nobody misses the palace barbecue.” That reminded me… I looked around the room. “Okay… seriously.” Every conversation slowed. “What is this Royal Ribbon?” The silence that followed lasted only a heartbeat. Then… Raiden smiled into his coffee. “It’s memorable.” Zayden nodded his head once. “Oh, definitely unforgettable.” Roman folded his arms across his chest. “It’s one of the oldest traditions in the kingdom.” “People talk about it for years,” Ronan added. Kael tried to hide his grin behind his mug. Ryker suddenly became very interested in the television. I narrowed my eyes. “None of you are actually answering my question.”

I sat down on the chair facing the sofa and I let my eyes return to normal. “The moment the King lays eyes on Abigail he’ll want her to bond with Prince Nicu. The strongest dragon in existence is the gray dragon. The silver white dragon is next in line, then comes the violet dragon and so on. Royal Dragons have always been what is known as Russian Violet, the darkest shade. We all know the darker the shade the stronger the dragon.” “A woman born of a man with a strong dragon is desirable but the bond has always been respected.” If we were normal people Sorin would’ve been right, but we weren’t.

Chapter Ten Even the admonishment to herself that she shouldn’t consider the royal palace home couldn’t make it feel less like she was returning after a long absence to a welcome homecoming. The royal family had gathered to greet them, though she didn’t fool herself into believing that they were there for her. She was simply an accessory trailing behind the prince, but she was okay with that. Having them greet her in any other, more familiar way would mean they had realized there was something more to their relationship.

“The reason I took you down here was to show you these pictures. This way, you will be able to recognize them later tonight. This first one here is of King Carlo, father of Prince Marco.” Sabrina looked at the picture of the man and instantly saw the resemblance to her lover. He had the same nose and sharp eyes. In the picture, the King was seated on a golden throne with a red velvet seat. He was wearing a dark blue robe, with intricate yellow designs sewn into it. The King's hair was white, but just as thick as his young son's. It took her a moment, but she recognized one of the photos from her interview as him. “He looks a lot like Marco,” Sabrina whispered, just loud enough for Winston to

This change is permanent. [Praetors are the empress' closest confidants. They're prepared to protect their mother until their last breath. They refuse to attack orders and defend others that are not their mother and are always by their side as her guards. Only an empress can give birth to a praetor. +5 Attack. +5 Defense. +5 Agility. Permanent.] [Royal princes are immature spawns with royal blood on them. They inherit their mother's traits, affinities, and unique bloodline. If more than 1 Royal prince is present, there is a [50%] chance for any of them to create another bloodline. No bonus stats.]

But there was curiosity shining brightly in her eyes and the seemingly million questions that were in them. "Was that some kind of…" Roselle carefully said, "bad spirit possessing you?" she blinked. She tried to be as careful as possible when phrasing her words. "Mother said it's a power bestowed to the royal family. All direct sons of the king possess it upon birth but only very few could awaken it. She said I was the first royal in the last three millennia who had successfully awakened this power. Though I personally wouldn't call it a power –" Romeo's voice hardened, "for me, it's a monster. A monster who tries to control me and swallow me whole the moment I let my guard down."

I looked around to see Inkopolis Nova empty. I look up to see a Pokemon land and I felt it’s power immediately. “Great Uncle what is that?” Susie asked with scared tone “that’s Arceus, a mythical pokemon from the Sinnoh region. Modern Day Hokkaido. According to the Pokemon Handbook that I’m holding right now… Arceus is the one that created Pokemon as a whole. It’s a pure Normal type with it’s ability multitype. This mythical Alpha Pokemon can’t be trifled with” I said. “What do you not be trifled with Arnold?” Huntrex asked. “Legendary Pokemon, Mythical Pokemon, Paradox Pokemon & Ultra Beasts are Pokemon shrouded with a lot of info. Legendary Pokemon are powerful pokemon from legends and myt

Royalty… what the hell… I must have been staring at him as though he grew two heads, he gestured with his hands for me to calm down. “Let me explain. Powers like telekinesis, telepathy and teleportation is only in the royal blood. If you have them, it means you have royal blood.” My jaw dropped. I stared at them, shocked. How could someone like me be royalty? I was just… me. I shook my head. “No. That cannot be right. You see, I am not royal. My parents weren’t royalty. How could I have royal blood? You must be mistaken.”

"My half-sister has the mark on the back of her ear." "We will be with you by morning." The Beta said before hanging up. Henrik sat in his chair and looked at me. "What the hell is going on?" I asked. "Did Ingrid tell you about the Royal Family? "Yes." "And about Laire? The missing princess?" "Yes," "Well, to be a member of the royal line, there are some requirements from the wolf," Henrik said. "You have to be a pure white wolf, whose fur is opalescence in the moon's light. Behind the right ear, there should be the Royal mark, and purple eyes. Only the Royals have purple eyes."