Novel & Cerita Royal Road Legends

“I have heard that once or twice, but you still aren’t, ” ​“The legends are completely true, Mom. Edemas really did get two kids to safety before the murders happened. They passed those genes down through the generations. The current royal family has been hunting and executing any child born from those heirs. That is exactly who Lyanna is,” I said, gesturing back toward the building. ​Mom went still, looking back and forth between Dad and me. “What is it you’re telling me?”

No one speaks as we watch the interaction between my mate and the Red Blood men. "You're hardly in a position to make threats, my dear. Now, tell me" he crouches in front of her and her muscles strain. She's trying not to let her wolf get the best of her. She's keeping her promise. "Where is Black Shadow's territory? How do we take the King out?" he asks lowly and I look to Dad to see him staring angrily at the screen. She won't tell, right? Her expression doesn't change; does she even know we're watching this?

His hands on my back, pulling me into him. I did realize that there are two sides to my Match: the royalty and the dreamer. And I just can't have the dreamer, no matter how much I like him–because yes, I like Caelum. A lot–I also have to accept the royalty and the world he lives in. "I don't have much to give you. But I will stand by your side…you as Prince Christopher and you as Just Caelum. My Caelum," I said.

, Leonora stated. Elio got up and went to get his wallet and his car keys. “Come, we’re going to the Oracle now.” Leonora nodded, her heart pounding with a mixture of fear and determination. She knew that the only one that they could seek guidance from was the Oracle. She was the only one who could shed light on their daughter’s fate and the mysterious prophecy that seemed to entwine her life with the Moonlit pack.

There was such a thing as a winter wolf? The lady, who was regaining her color back, must have noticed the confused look on her face and smiled. “I am the last of my kind. Winter wolves are very rare and unique species of wolves. We possess magical power and we have a relationship with the cold. I love running in the cold.” Storm had never heard something like this before. Byte then again=in, the lady didn’t seem too bothered by the cold either. “Unfortunately, I didn’t know that there were wolf traps in the woods and I wanted to pay attention. Thank you so much for helping me out.”

My knuckles throbbed from the impact. “You wouldn’t dare,” I growled. “We'll find out in an hour, and I promise you, son, you will lose more if he’s not found,” he warned, his voice heavy, and I could tell he meant every bit of it. “You are the heir to the Vareli empire,” he spat, his eyes boring into mine. “Don’t ruin everything with your own fucking hands.”

“That legend… the Red Fiona. Everyone seems so fascinated by it but. You don’t seem to care much for the story.” He stopped walking so suddenly that I almost ran into him. He turned, his gaze finally meeting mine, and it felt like being struck by lightning. His eyes were dark and intense, holding a depth I couldn’t decipher. “Legends are just stories,” he said, his voice low and firm. “They’re distractions from what’s real. You should focus on surviving here, not on fairy tales.” His words were cold, but there was something else behind them. A warning. “Surviving?” I asked, my brow furrowing. “Is this place that dangerous?”

she scolded. “I am not a kid!” I pointed out not liking that she is scolding me even in my twenty fifth year. “Yes! Which means you need to be careful before doing anything. We are the Royals so need to act like them.” she mumbled frowning at me. “Your both grandparents were the Royals, Mom. We are just normal people.” I commented, staring at her. “Is it so? Then why do you always say ‘I am the Prince of Ivaan’ to everyone for doing some normal corporate businesses?” she questioned with a raised eyebrow.

Akana used the word Primus, the Relevian word for the headmaster, hoping to sound more respectful. "Virtus Scolaris is known to receive royalties from all over the world even if the kingdoms are rivals. What do you think would happen if the other kingdoms found out that you do not seem interested in protecting the royal students from threats? " Akana suddenly felt a warm breath against his ear and a slimy voice that reverberated in the room. "You're not of the royalty, my dear." Akana had wondered when the priest would open his mouth. Now all Akana wanted was for him to close it.