Royal Roads Novels & Stories

Now all Akana wanted was for him to close it. "I wear the royal title Rial Cariad. Royal consort. This makes me royal. I thought priests of Aevitism learn some general knowledge? Or are you trying to say that Eitir doesn't have the status required to have royalty?" The silence laid thick in the room, and as no one had anything to utter, Akana continued.

there were the broad white roads leading up to the royal tombs, the beautiful temples, the buildings where oxen and sheep were prepared for sacrifice, the lofty towers, and the high tree-covered hills under which the emperors were buried. Until that night Bamboo had not known the size of this royal graveyard. Could it be that the turtle would carry him beyond the forest? even as he asked himself this question he saw that they had reached a mountain, and the turtle was ascending higher, still higher, to cross the mighty wall of stone.

Morgan turned. And went completely still. I forgot about the view. I watched her instead. Her ocean-blue eyes widened as the Valley of the Pack unfolded beneath us. Dense forests stretched across the mountains, broken by enormous green meadows and rivers that reflected the afternoon sun. Small communities dotted the landscape below, connected by winding roads that disappeared between the trees. And farther ahead— The Palace. Morgan leaned closer to the window. “Holy shit.” I smiled. “She likes it,” Bruce announced. I didn't need him to tell me.

"But he has a lover here and there? I don't think that's right even if you're royalty." "Geez, you're very ignorant. It's common for royalty to have many affairs since they're strengthening their connections to have greater and solid supporters. That's their way of gaining more power and it's nothing new." The imperial knights just shook their heads as they follow the Prince to guard him along with his lover within the woman's residence.

“Your majesty the Queen request for your presence in the courtyard for their afternoon tea.” “In the royal courtyard? Alright please lead the way.” The maid took her to the courtyard surrounded by gorgeous range of flowers; roses, daisies, daffodils. Carved hedges depicted strange shapes all around the space. The Queen and the three princesses were all already sitting under the flowery canopy. Were they waiting for her? How long have they been waiting? “Your majesties,” she honored and took her sit. “Spare us the respect. If you can disrespect the queen by coming late then you mustn’t show any courtesy,” the queen snarled at her. “Don’t you know that the Queen shouldn’t arrived before you?”

My jaw dropped when the next moment, the palace guard I was talking to fell in the floor with a sharp blade pierced through his chest. I heard Raja’s angry growl and my gaze immediately drifted to the entrance of the royal hall. I’ve never seen Ren Lancaster in person because I didn’t have the chance to. I just heard things about him. Even so, right that moment, I was so sure that the person walking towards me was him.

Duke Merrica said from beside her, noting her furrowed brow, “you’re thinking of their roads again, aren’t you?” She nodded. “How could I not? We can't call ourselves a kingdom if our people can’t even travel to the next town without losing a wheel or twisting an ankle.” The carriage jostled violently as it hit a particularly large dip. The Queen let out a quiet sigh. “This is it. This is where we begin.” By the following morning, a royal decree was drafted, sealed, and announced. The Hallerus Road Restoration Initiative.

“Give me the weather report." "Current temperature is seventy-two degrees," the AI voice responded. "Clear skies. No precipitation expected." "Traffic?" I asked. "Light traffic on main routes.” Chandler droned on. “Estimated travel time to Silvermoon Golf Course: eighteen minutes." Perfect. I pulled out of the garage and headed toward the course. The city passed by in a blur of buildings and people who quickly moved out of the way when they saw the royal crest on my car. Being king meant never having to wait in traffic. I proposed having a personal road for my transport to the council a few years ago but they turned it down, saying it was money we couldn’t afford to waste.

This was due to opposition from the other dukes, who felt that facilitating movement between cities would make an invasion of the Empire easier. The cost of maintaining these roads was also a major shock. Prince Luthor Lionheart's suggestion to obtain funds from the merchants was hampered by the nobles who feared that their authority and income would diminish. This resulted in the current state of the roads that looked as if they had been chewed up by a dog. This area was not far from the city under the direct jurisdiction of the King, and therefore the road was in very good condition. However, it was not perfect. The carriage would occasionally wobble, and the passengers could feel the vibr