Soldier Poet King Meaning Novels & Stories

He immediately towered over the soldier. “I don’t understand why you still defend him!” the soldier shouted even more as he ranted even more. “Your men just died all because of a prince’s selfish intentions! Are you blinded by loyalty? Or are you as heartless as they are?? The crown never cared about us! We are all but pawns in their games! That is the truth and you cannot tell me otherwise!” The captain then slapped the soldier, which made him fall to the ground. “You are way out of line, soldier! Have you forgotten your place?!”

"I-Its like they were warned. They were already prepared and had been for days, just before the attack. They were able to decipher their weakness, able to find out what exactly stopped their power. The King's son delivered the final blow. He was able to kill one of them when the other put him down and dealt severely with him. But the other man....t-the other m-man..." "Speak up soldier!" The King shouted, not able to maintain his silence any longer. "What happened to the other man?" The soldier gulped, then turned to face the warrior, fear etched as he recalled what had happened. "He took what I think was a b-blood o-oath." "What?" The King exclaimed again, this time shock over what he had j

Mithraos swung his sword and resumed his fight. In the ten years since he became the King, he had done everything he could to empower his Kingdom. He has made it stronger and has fought in many wars, joining more kingdoms and making it an empire, his empire. Somewhere no enemy will dream to penetrate, no less kill the royal family. It was and is him against the world. Mithraos turned hearing some soldiers call for the head warrior but he need not have worried. He snorted as he watched the warrior raised his sword and sliced open the man behind him with a proper twist of his sword.

Yeong steps forward to open a door, allowing Dyan to walk through it. When they reach the trail of the garden that leads to the chambers of the Prince, he mumbles under his breath. "Loosening up? My apologies. But I do not understand." "It's a phrase used in the human world. "The young prince smugly says. "Tell you what. Next time I visit their realm, I'll take you with me." The moment they arrive inside his parliament, Dyan relaxes his shoulders and stares at the girl unconscious in his bed.

times we spent staying in the palace, he gave us the greatest treatment and never made us feel like an outsiders, when one of his trusted army generals attempted to harm Aro, he stood for us, how would i have knew that he had a hidden plans, the soldiers had actually not came for any welcoming party, they came to fight me, and I looked at my side, the young king and his old generals went straight to joined his soldiers, after they had well mixed up with the soldiers, the old general began to talk, " though I was young but was not too young to know what happened on this land seventy years ago, my father was a captain of a cauldron, who died in the hand of this man, this soldier, and the king

Compiling to her orders, he hoisted his eyelids upwards and bit his lips in anticipation after speaking, " where has father gone? " A question which could be interpreted and answered in three ways. Battlefield could be glorified where soldiers could be compared to Messiah for their respective kingdom or it could be simply named as a territorial fight or could be reduced in a brutal language that he went on an atrocious parade where humans kill each other forgetting humanity in order to acquire lands.

he scrunched his brows, "That's a disgrace!" "You know nothing of honour!" the man yelled, "You obey the king's orders. Isn't it worse?" Carl faked a smile, "Oh if you knew what kind of man he is," "A mad man! That's what he is!" The soldier soon regretted insulting the king as Carl stepped harder on his ankle. He let out a groan, and tears fell from his eyes as the pain haunted his body. "Sir, we held two other prisoners," a soldier approached Carl, who nodded with a smile. "Good. We'll walk them to the palace. The king would know what to do with them."

“What is this situation? Hahaha, for me the sole reason I became King was you.” Her eyes widened in disbelief and he continued inching his face closer to her until he was so close she could feel his breath on her face. He grabbed hold of her arms, shaking her. “If you leave me, what do you suppose I do?” “Your joke is going too far…” she whimpered. Placing his forehead on hers, he closed his eyes, inhaling deeply. “You must believe me, even if no one else does,” letting out a sigh and continued. “I am a man who became King for you were the King’s flower.”

The King must rescue his King, with or without an army. . TBC ~please leave a gem~

"Of course not, Your Majesty. It's my honor to serve you." "I'm glad you say that, Klaus. Lately, I've been feeling so tired," the king spoke, his voice hoarse and somber. "I keep thinking about how my friends and I fought bloodily on the battlefield when we were young. But when I wake up, there's only me lying here." "...," I remained silent, lowering my gaze, listening quietly to the king's melancholic words. "Waking up at night makes me feel so cold. It's only when I see Alphas like you that I feel the blood in my veins warm up a bit."