Servant To The Crown Novels & Stories

I commanded, shoving at his chest. "You don't really want that, do you? I mean, you let those mangy rogues play with you, so why can't the emissary of the Crown also have his fill." He was a servant of the Royal family. Go figures. Those brutes thought they could have whomever they wanted. The thought of him going with me anywhere made me sick.

he asked and they all looked at each other in confusion. "I said, what is your sworn duty as servants!," He said loudly, startling everyone. "We serve the crown" They said shakily. I could smell the fear in the atmosphere. There were much shuffling of feet too. Everyone was nervous as to what would happen next. "Yes. Your first and only duty here is to the crown. Yet, some of you are ungrateful despite all the Kingdom has done for you. I'll ask this only once and not a word spoken here should be breathed outside,"

“Remember that they are the symbol of this kingdom. They are chosen by the Goddess to lead and guide us. They are sacred and you must treat them with great respect. If I were you, I would forget about revenge. When you entered the gate, you already dedicated your life to them.” I pursed my lips and did not say anything to avoid upsetting her. I could tell that Constantine is a good person. She just hated the thought of someone using their bodies to climb the ladder. Constantine opened her mouth to say something when someone arrived, and I recognized him as the Crown Prince's personal aide, who was with him earlier. “The crown prince wants this servant to serve him from now on. She will be on

"I would like you and I to be friends. Will you accept that?" "Your Highness, you are the son of King Eroh and Queen Hida. You are the Crown Prince of Wishire Kingdom. I am only a servant in the palace. I am only your guard who must serve you with respect. I must not defy the royal family." Serin said, facing down. "I am the Crown Prince, asking you to be friends with me. You said that you must serve me with respect. But you are refusing to accept my humble request and I think that is a form of disrespect."

That reaction alone told me everything I needed to know—she knew exactly what that title meant. “You know them,” I said, my voice quieter than intended. It was not a question. Mira lowered herself into the chair near my bed and exhaled slowly, the expression on her face turning grave in a way I had rarely seen. “Everyone in the supernatural world knows them,” she said at last. “The Four Crown Kings are not merely powerful students, Aurelia. They are the strongest beings Noctis Academy has produced in centuries.” She paused, choosing her words carefully. “Each one stands at the peak of their generation. Each commands power capable of shifting political balance across kingdoms. Nobles fear off

The skinny man facing them cackled ominously. This man was known as Rat Servant, one of the 12 servants nurtured by the Trio Alliance Island in Wyverna. After Tiger Servant, he was another who had reached the formidable semi-Empyrean level. Facing a semi-Empyrean, the four Dukes of War struggled, barely holding their ground and on the brink of being overwhelmed. The difference between a Duke of War and a semi-Empyrean was a narrow gap in rank but a vast chasm in power.

~Willow’s Point of View~ “I swear,” I said, pledging myself to the crown. To the Drexel dynasty. To protect and serve the Ten Kingdoms against all enemies. To serve at the pleasure of my Kings, and to be their partner in love, life and the pursuit of happiness for all our subjects. And some other stuff I’m sure I blurred out.

“I was trained to hold ground and lead a line, not sit a throne. There’s a difference.” The humor faded as his gaze returned to the gardens below. “And her,” Corren added, more seriously now. “Elora. She’ll have to carry more than she ever asked for. A people she wasn’t born to. A city that will look to her for answers.” His jaw tightened slightly. “We both know she shouldn’t have to learn it alone.” Declan’s expression stilled—not hardened, but resolved—and he said quietly that he intended to pass the Verdant Heir crown to Corren.