Soldier Poet King Meaning Novels & Stories

I could not figure out what kind of person he was, because what I could see in his eyes was blank. "And that's me, King Ace, King of Clovers" he said that surprise me, he is one of the kings who rule here if you look at him as king he is too kind but all I know is that king are antipsychotic and proud but he is a different king,he is kind,friendly and has a pure heart as I see in his eyes.I look at his statue again, holding his arnis in both hands and he’s crown is also taller than the first two, engraved with the sign clover. His smile says that he is kind and has a pure heart. They were all wearing crowns and were just like royal warriors.

king:- you what you want to do, join my military and kill thousands of people, that what you want, because even thousands of people do not die on the battlefield than millions of people have to die, I don't have any interest in living, I just want to help this nation, as long as I can. Ariel:- you are talking like a hero, maybe you are the anti-hero and I am will be anti-villain, what about it, we are the same, but be same because we are opposite, I want to live and spend my life happy but this is so much thing which is trying to kill me, and in your case, you don't want to live or spend your life in happiness but you can't kill yourself even tho you wanted. king:- so what was your intention

"We got called to help the king in danger. The survival of this country rests on our shoulders." His cold gaze met every one of the tired soldier's without mercy. "I don't want to see anyone fall behind, or he will be left just there and die on his own. Now, advance!"

Or with the fact that I’m lying in his bed. With him. With the quiet, undeniable truth sitting heavy in my chest. I can’t believe I slept with him. Not because I didn’t want to— but because I swore I never would. Rule one: don’t mix pleasure with business. Rule two: don’t give anyone leverage over your body. And yet. I turn my head just enough to look at him. Dante Valenti. King of his world. A man who could have anyone he wanted—women who are soft and full and untouched by scars. Women with curves and laughter and easy beauty.

He let the king go to his doom. "What joy and pleasure do you derive from shedding so much blood?" The king asked the Madsun army commander. "King Cole...." The commander called out in a cold voice. "Have you come to join your people in their doom?" He asked the king. "I have killed so many people with different titles, but never a king before. Thank you for giving me that honor." He pulled out his sword and pointed at the king. "Only a coward fights a man without weapons. You've always been a coward, Shadrach."

A man wearing military apparel decorated with medals was kneeling before the throne as he addressed the king. “That isn’t enough to seek an audience with me” the king furrowed his brows and stated plainly. He had known this soldier for a long time. In fact he had known him all his life. The man kneeling before him was the captain of the Kingdom’s Royal Guards and he was very loyal. He would never come to see him for something so trivial.

In fact, it is clear that the soldiers who were deployed were soldiers with very high strength and more than that, the king who was deployed was not just any king, that is, a king who definitely had great power. “I'm sorry, brother. I didn't think that far at all, let alone feel that this would be a part that no one could ever refute. There are several things that might cause a? And that is a very extraordinary thought. And of course this is something that will definitely make everything better and of course beyond anything we will continue to try and continue to try so that everything can be suppressed by everything that exists. We also can't force things like what we think up to this point

— The soldier continued after getting up. The King looked at the sky thoughtfully, as if he expected the answer to fall from it. After a while, he smiled and looked back at his soldiers, cleared his throat, and prepared his statement. — Dear soldiers, I have come to a conclusion. — he pauses while analyzing the reaction of well-trained, static soldiers. — Misfortune fell on this girl, but fate decided to give her a second chance. Slowly, the soldiers look up as if asking, is this serious?

— replied the King in a dry tone. — And what does your majesty intend to do about it? If I may, we have many married soldiers who would gladly accept her. — The soldier continues after getting up. The King looked at the sky thoughtfully, as if he expected the answer to fall from it. After a while, he smiles and looks back at us. Cleared his throat, and prepared his statement. — Dear soldiers, I have come to a conclusion. — he pauses while analyzing the reaction of well-trained, static soldiers.

Till then may you rule forever my king. Your's faithful Josef ★ “Where is he?" King Stefan asked after the soldier finished reading the letter. "He isn't in the palace but my men are still searching for him over the kingdom. He couldn't have gone far." “Good, bring him to me when you find him." The king then dismissed the soldier with the wave of his hand. The soldier took a bow before leaving and King Stefan signed weakly, collapsing on his throne. His eyes drifted to the spot where Harold had died and though there wasn't a trace of the horror that took place there since it had been cleaned up by the maids he could still see the horrible image in his mind as if it was still there.