Sigtryggr Last Kingdom Novels & Stories

I said in a firm voice and she gave me a pointed look. “The peace treaty was signed by all the kingdoms and they all pay homage to King Kenneth for he is the oldest. This means when news has been raised on the possible presence of a sorcerer, everyone keeps watch and allows the search into their walls.” she explained, “King Kenneth is anything but stupid, trust me when I tell you that by now, your home is being thrown upside down in search of you by King Kenneth's soldiers.” “Chloe, I can't just keep running even when I know I’m innocent, I don't…”

The older royals were silent, which I was thankful for. It gave me time to wander in my head. My mind kept taking me back to last night and the final page Lord Jeremy had read out loud. After Viper and my father had questioned Gregory, they did find out that he was in fact the Prince of the enemy and they had not known that Wesile was the last name of the royals of the Half Shifter Kingdom. Viper had sat down on one of the wine barrels as Gregory threw his head back and howled out a laugh. He had mocked Prince Viper for trusting an outsider.

{GreyBone’s POV} “GreyBone,” The King said slowly, realization fully sinking in. “Why are we here?” I exhaled. There it was. The moment every loyal act had been marching toward. “You should have listened,” I said quietly. His eyes sharpened. “To what?” “To history.” I reached into my cloak and withdrew the signal device— a small, corrupted sigil pulsing faintly with dark energy. Gregon’s mark. Alive. Watching. The King stared at it.

It is the richest, most prosperous, most powerful, most influential and strongest kingdom in the entire Middea Realm that consists of only seven kingdoms. But then, a person would never get all the good things in the world their way easily without exerting any effort. Who would have thought that their last day in Grigoras would turn out so unexpectedly thrilling—for Luna—yet frightening for Shiki who previously experienced such a traumatic event where he almost lost his life?

Sigrid said, dumbstruck by her finding and looked at the blue eyed man with mixed emotions. “Vane?!” Zeke frowned as the name sounded familiar to him and soon widened his eyes in shock, realising the identity of the person. “As in….” he said, staring at the zoned out Sigrid. “The last king of the Lycanor Kingdom.” She completed his words, astonished by the wake of fallen king’s portrait.

I said, "I am Alpha Damien Riggs. I will not be controlled by anyone... Especially you." King Orfeo sighed, as though he was growing tired of this conversation, "To what do I owe this visit?" I said, "Leave the werewolf kingdom alone, and you will live to see another year. Don't and your reign will end here and now along with the rest of your vampires. We have already killed hundreds." King Orfeo smiled and said, "But I have thousands more." I smiled and said, "Oh, I know. King Uther from the dragon kingdom and nine other dragons are outside killing them. Oh! And Queen Winnie, from the kingdom of witches, sends her regards along with ten of her witches."

The moment we learned one of the hidden kingdoms had rejected me, the Silver God smiled through Kael’s corrupted eye. The fractured realm trembled violently around us while distant howls echoed across the awakening territories beyond the broken seal. Ancient wolf magic surged through the world in unstable waves now that the kingdoms could feel the return of the First Queen. And somewhere beyond the darkness, A kingdom had declared war before even seeing my face. Kael slowly rose from one knee beside me, though the movement clearly cost him.

I bet he was counting each row so he would see who had shown up to witness this moment. I had lost track of time and didn’t know how long it lasted, but when his eyes landed on me, I stopped fidgeting. Instead of looking away, I crossed my arms and leaned just enough to make it clear I wasn’t impressed. My heart was beating a little too fast, and when he turned back to the crowd again, a breath I didn’t know I was holding slipped past my lips. “This kingdom,” he began, “is something the Lythorias have built with pride, discipline, and with a clear vision.”

Silver: The Reborn Kingdom did not take the news of their King’s disappearance as well as I had expected them to. On the first day, it was complete chaos. People wailed on the streets, tore their clothes, and scattered around everywhere. No one tried to bring Mila and me back to the harem like I assumed they would. There was nothing but confusion everywhere, I wondered how Beta Rogu would ever be able to put the Kingdom back in order.

Fredrigo never showed up after she told him she didn't want to see him again and she was grateful for that because she could have peace of mind. She avoided having any conversation with her mother because they always ended in a fight. She hated when they argued because she always said things she would regret later on. That morning she prepared her mother's medication and left for work. The news of the king's mysterious death spread throughout the village like wildfire. Everyone was talking about it. Aurora didn't know what to believe because she knew nothing about the king. She didn't know they still had a king since it's been years that she hasn't heard a word about him.