Royal Road App の小説・ストーリー

A few offered respectful nods, while others lowered their heads in gratitude. “May your rule stand strong, Your Grace,” Harlon spoke for them all. As I turned to depart, the men stepped aside, offering me a path, their earlier caution now replaced with newfound respect. I could see the sun setting in the vast sea, and I knew it would be unwise to travel back to the duchy. With my enemies watching my every move, it would give them a perfect chance to attack me and blame it on thugs. As I stepped into my carriage, I advised the coachman to turn towards the west road, leading to the Diam Inn, frequented by the nobles, to stay for the night.

The Royal Crimson Bar lived up to its reputation. Creatures of the night and humans mingled as they raised their drinks to the air and danced to the beat of the bustling music. The night hasn't yet reached its peak but humans flocked to this place without regard to the safety code the World Government established to protect them from the creatures of the night. Fifty years ago, the world dramatically changed after a phenomenon struck it with the revelation that the creatures of the night really exist and not some type of fiction that could be read in novels.

Mom had been a really stubborn Queen. There was a time in the palace back at England when the masses where getting angry because the paid taxes weren’t used to build roads. Her husband had withdrawn and panicked because they came to rally. Mum, as fierce as ever, had organized a public royal hearing. She addressed the people and convinced them why the money should be used for food and health first. She made it known that it was a basic necessity of life. That she would allocate the building of roads if the people were patient enough.

They turned away from the main road, veering toward the Old King's Road, a weathered path few commoners ever saw. The old king's road was an ancient, partially overgrown track; it was rarely passed except by the king, most times only during royal hunts. The reason Ragaleon had decided to take this lane was because it avoided the main city streets, letting the royalties slip into the forest without parading before the townsfolk. Creeping vines had begun to claim the walls where the forest pressed close, but the way was still clear enough for the king's host. Within minutes, the rumble of carriage wheels and the heavy rhythm of hooves vanished from the ears of the castle, swallowed instead by

I admit. I do not really spend much of my time watching the Court's fashions. I have spent the last few years just trying to survive.The last couple of months has really been even more intense when it comes to my focus on other subjects. I have been so focused on coming up with a plan to steal the crown. "Red is considerend a royal color to some and a demonic color to others. What reason could you have to like the color red? Are you royal or are you a demonic worshiper?" One of the knights say to me.

There's been a lot of scandals surrounding me lately but all of them are not true so to slowly due them down, I have to go to London to continue my school here. In London, I'll be Logan Christian. I don't want to stand out in the crowd so I decided to just befriend a nerdy, lonely and weird girl named Amanda Estelle. I heard that she's actually the granddaughter of Elliot Estelle, one of the richest men in England but I don't really care. She's not as weird as I thought she would be, she's just building a wall with other people.

Hope knelt down and placed his feet on the bowl. She reached out for the Luke warm rose water and started the feet wash. “According to tradition every morning the princes must be given a feet wash with rose water, milk and honey. Then massage them with Jasmine oil it is believed that it will sweeten his life. Once that is done rose petals should be showered upon his feet. It is a must and the servant sent to do the task must fulfill it or it will be considered defamation. I personally don’t want to brought before the King,” she states as she massaged his right foot and finished with it. “However in my option, rose water, milk with honey and the oil they don’t really sweeten anyone’s life. Ho

It's possibly standing in as the head manager of this colossal management company that comes with its own outrageous perks. Some of them include being covert while getting paid well. Also, not looking behind your back all the damn time. And the lesser know perks include flirting with royalty at your own will. The kind that the lesser people never have a clue about what goes on in the lives of royal men. I don't know what attracted me to Ryker. Under his dangerously handsome looks, and charming, easy-going personality, there's something insanely sexy about him. He knows how to control situations and manipulate things that suit him and his eclectic tastes. He always gets anything he wants and

After finishing the speech for myself, I got into work and cleaned the house before starting the cooking of his favorites. I felt my hand under my head slipping and opened my eyes to see that it is past three. I rubbed my eyes and stood up from the table walking near to the phone. Calling his office number, I waited for a few minutes until a girl lifted it. I cleared my throat and asked, “Can I talk to Mr.Dileep?” “Who are you?” she asked in a pissed-off tone. “Amrin! Can I talk to the Prince of Ivaan?” I added, hoping like he always says the call gets passed to him.

Calmly, I took out a golden badge and raised it above my head. This was a royal-exclusive badge, something only direct royal relatives could possess. The gold one in my hand was the Alpha King's personal insignia. Ignoring Peyton's stunned expression, I announced in front of everyone present, "In my capacity as the Alpha King's representative, I hereby declare that from this day forward, no pack is permitted to have any dealings with Matt White's pack." Matt's pupils shrank sharply as he glared at me. "Who do you think you are?! How dare you speak on the Alpha King's behalf!"