Royal Roads Novels & Stories

Corinne leaned forward, tapping the map where the royal routes converged. Her fingertip slid across the routes like a blade slicing veins. “The supply trains that feed the capital. The merchant-holds that fill Vitale coffers. The roads the four regal houses rely on to muster troops.” Trevis added, “We strike at the kingdom’s mobility and money—not the man.”

The gatekeeper of Royal ROXFLOOD KINGDOM made an announcement of the Royal prince entering the court with two of the culprits. The king FAUST BRAVER ROXFLOOD was discussing some of the state affairs with other ministers since it was early in the day and the court hours were up to the third half of the day. As soon as the announcement of Prince’s arrival was made, the ministers started whispering amongst each other.

Robin picked the photo up, pointed at the license plate, and said, "Look at the color of the license plate. Typically, only special cars could use a white color license plate. In the entire Hostroy, half of the special cars are gathered in Royal City." "Royal City? You say that this car is most likely a Royal City car?" Naomi raised her eyebrow. She immediately searched for the Royal City license plate system to run a check. The next second, Robin interrupted her. "It's useless, Naomi. Some extremely special license plates will not be shown in the system. Also, look at this car. Haven't you noticed anything?"

Everything was fresh to Matthew’s eyes. After he was satisfied with looking at the new environment, Matthew began searching for the way to the Cobalt Royal Palace. Matthew saw the signs that were placed at the corner of the canals that said “Sardine Street 3”, “Tuna Road 2”, “Tuna Road 1”, and “Sardine Street 4”. Matthew followed Tuna Road 2 as the manager instructed.

Chapter 95: The Royal Entreaty The day of the Royal Entreaty had finally arrived, a day that held the hopes and ambitions of men from every corner of the kingdom. From noble lords to esteemed knights, wealthy merchants, and even commoners of exceptional merit, they all gathered at the southern grounds of the imperial palace, a vast and majestic space where the kingdom’s finest had once trained and competed. The grounds were meticulously prepared for the occasion, banners bearing the royal crest fluttered in the breeze, and the marble pavilions gleamed in the morning sun. It was a setting worthy of the historic event that was about to unfold.

~Ioana~ "It's filled with magnificent buildings, towering architecture, the floorings of buildings here and sculpture made of marble, housed by tall gates and covered by domes, lots of greenery— from the royal gardens which covers a wide expanse of land, to the nobles which honestly follow after the royals— peacocks, fountains, etc. The roads are made of cobblestones and are kept clean by sweepers who take shifts. I nodded to show I was following. What he described was what I was aware of, after all, that's what I saw every day.

Nigel smiled and said, "The New World Royals are right outside. Their camps are all within a little over ten kilometers away. Laying down defense here would be the best idea. Come take a look." Robert smiled wordlessly, a sharp contrast to the glee that flooded the rest of his senses. The ultimate goal of breaking into the royal city was to open the South Gate. Then, they could communicate on both ends and let the New World Royals straight in there. The next second, Robert landed a blow as quick as lightning onto Nigel's back while he was not paying attention. Nigel was caught entirely off guard and did not manage to react in time. After he painted the air with fresh blood, he fell to the fl

We stopped by the side and regrouped for a quick discussion. "From here we'll reach a no-pack land, home to many rogues." Dad gestured toward the road on the far right. "If we continue straight, we'll be on the crescent moon pack lands." He paused, looking toward the head enforcer before continuing. "And the road on the far left leads to the eastern borders of the Royal pack." We gasped, finally understanding what was bothering them all along.

I might not check in with my mother for a day or two, but Maria is always calling me daily, wanting to know about my day-to-day habits and if there's a reason why I've given up on God. I haven't given up on the big old guy. There are just some connection problems that have gotten in the way. Maria is a protestant, and she has raised me to be deeply religious, while my royal family is Catholic, and they attend church like a lone sheep lost on its way home, departed from the herd. They are good at covering it up, though. They would pretend to be deeply religious like the godforsaken animals we all are whenever it comes to our attention. Especially if it's going on air to be broadcasted on the

i said while holding Shan's hands. I brushed off the guard that's blocking our way and continued to walk towards the car that's for me, i saw Chase watching from afar. Shan saw him too but he looked disappointed. "Do you want to talk to him? " I asked. Shan looked at me and shook his head. "I want to gave him time to reflect on his actions first. " He said so i nod, we both got inside the car and the driver drove to the main palace. When we got there, not just guards were there but also royal knights. Shan saw his father at the front.