Royal Sword Academy Novels & Stories

She smiled and I gave her a knowing look before walking away. I'll visit my favorite spot in this campus, Royal Hills as it's popularly known. It's a large slightly elevated surface, surrounded by beautiful trees and a little stream. It's usually a quiet spot for relaxation as it's known for the warmth, calm and comfort it naturally offers. Many people tend to visit this spot most times, some to read, some think and some relax. I'm going there right now because I need to think. I don't know what's wrong with me.

I could feel Jessica tense up and even Austin grew protective and alert at once. "What's going on…. " I whisper, but suddenly, Austin pulled a sword from his palm which looked like a spatial space and be handed it to me. I stare at the sword like it was my first time seeing one- it was my first time seeing a sword this big actually. "Do you know how to fight?" He asked me and my eyes grew wide . "What?". "We're about to be attacked. We just trespassed the third royal family of the witch kingdom and they are not fabs if people just trespassing in… so you either defend yourself till you leave here or you die " Austin explained, and I felt my fingers grow sweaty hearing him explain.

I returned to the academy just in time for the teacher to enter the classroom. This is a supplementary class exclusively for Royal, the most prestigious and famous ballet group at Mailbu Academy. The members of the Royal group are all famous ballet dancers and have won many professional awards. Except for Kaylin, Garrick, I recognize a few familiar faces. Jade Roxaleen, Baldric Herrington and Veronica. If Kaylin was dubbed the 'white swan' of Malibu academy with her ability to captivate audiences, Veronica is the 'black swan' that is both mysterious and attractive.

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.

She had always loved the way their swords danced in the air, the sounds of the wooden swords bouncing off each other. She waved her hand in the air and mimicked their moves, "Whoosh!" Moments later she hears the other boys laughing, it only took her a while to know they were laughing at her. Her father Felberta owned the biggest swordsman academy in Redwater. The Drake Family Academy. He taught the children for free the art of swordsmanship.

Janice nodded in silence, but who could really stay detached in a situation like this? Meanwhile, Frank was speaking with the Ghostly Six. "You boys seem to know about Princely Sword School. Tell me more." "They have a long history—rumor has it that they've stood for centuries. They are adept at air blade techniques and are more powerful than the sects whose bigwigs we'd beaten up recently. However, their enclave is far from Shagan, and it'd take considerable effort if they want to send everyone they have here, so there's nothing to worry about."

“I'll be back.” She nodded, and he left. And just like that, the room fell piercingly cold again. *** ‘Save me, brother. I think he's dead.’ Vincent's words kept ringing in Isaac's ears throughout the two hour flight from Azores to Kaldor, a state under Otiscan and the location of the Royal Military Academy. It was a tradition for all male royals to undergo military training, and the RMA was established for that sole purpose. The training varied with intensity and duration depending mostly on the needs of the individual, which in turn was conditional on one's noble status.

CRUEL'S POV "And at the end one student will be awarded the Academy's best and go home with this." He points to a glass transparent box that the professors roll forward. Principal ass-licker picks up a sword that is like nothing I have ever seen. All the students mouths fall agape in awe. "A moon blade." The principal feeds their curiosity. I don't want to be here; my head is banging, and my body is vibrating. I know if I stay the fuck longer here, I will rip my clothes off, and my bloodlust beast will take over. I haven't been able to put my shit under control since she left.

I remember how she spoke to me when she was still here with us on how she had promised to be a skilled fighter. I stopped walking for a moment as I glanced at the academy another time. This was really a great achievement for the Eclipse Pack Of The North. “Where is Prince Brandon ?” I asked as I turned to one of my guards My eyes darted around the room. “I saw him earlier alone at the Royal ground” he replied. “The Royal ground?” I muttered. I really didn't know why Brandon had mostly spent time there alone at the Royal ground. The Royal ground was a room in the Academy that could be only accessed by a Royal blood.

“Next. What sort of training did you receive.” “Royal training.” “What does that include?” “Existing under constant surveillance. Pretending you enjoy long ceremonies. Smiling politely while nobles insult you to your face. Also etiquette.” “That is not helpful,” he said flatly. I sighed. “Sword training, hand to hand combat, diplomatic strategy, ancient history, statecraft, and a very competitive embroidery course I despised.” His pen paused mid sentence. “You know how to fight.” “Yes.” “At an advanced level.” “Yes.”