Son Of The Hero King Mga Nobela at Kwento

I swallowed and focused even more. "The Son of the Blessed King is the so-called best and most knowledgeable about magic. Why don't you even know the most dangerous magic?" "As I said, I'm still studying. But let me tell you the truth, I am the son of the former dear King." "Is the Queen alive or not?" "She's still alive; we only talked yesterday." "How can you prove to us that you are the son of the former King?" "If you remember... The son of the late King had a wound on his right breast due to the war that took place before he was transferred to the human world. That wound on the chest is still with me. One affirmation that I am indeed the son of the former King. "

ZARA POV "Hero," I began, letting out a long breath. "If my father discovers he's the grandfather of the king's child, he'll do everything in his power to get rid of me. He'll see me as a threat, a reminder of his past. He'll raise that child to be just like him, a ruthless king who cares for nothing but power.” Hero pulled me close, his arms wrapping around me tightly. He whispered in my ear, his breath warm against my skin, “Hey, I won't let that happen. Never.”

The crowd fell silent, anticipating his next words. "You all witnessed this warrior's competence with your own eyes. His splendid prowess must have roused your curiosity. I am certain you all are eager to know who he is, where did he come from and what is his origin. What if I tell you he is one of us. What if I tell you he is our light, our hope for a better future. What if I tell you he is the son of our beloved late King Kyda," commotion ensued among the crowd the moment Herones spoke the last words. Herones continued to speak through the chaos.

Even if he can't remember everything he knew he had a daughter and he had to help save her. Soko got to his feet and flexed his muscles and felt for any injuries he may have, but felt none. He turned to his father, “Let's go save my daughter, I will kill whoever hurt her.” Soko said, as more flashes of things he didn't recognize or remember flashed through his mind like a broken movie. King Manor smiled, as his son followed him. He would finally have everything he has ever wanted, complete power and his son to rule by his side. He would make him understand why his daughter had to die. He would get him married and have a pure phoenix blood child. King Manor thought as he saw his perfect futur

He heard his son’s last words before he fell to the floor and he knew that he was still alive, so he needed to act now to save him. “You’re forgetting something, Divine Servant or whatever you are. This is my kingdom, and if you must kill my own son… then you’ll have to pass through me first,” the king said as he coughed one more time. He pulled down the rope on the robe he was wearing, revealing a shining silver-colored armor beneath his dress. Soon it started to shine brightly as all his injuries were healing themselves. ⸻

I reluctantly tore my eyes away from Viktor’s, facing the crowd of people who came today. I could make out August Halifax’s mop of red hair, stylishly parted to the side. A smile formed on his face as we locked eyes, his Dad standing by his side. I wasn’t surprised to see Annalise Halifax missing, August had her on a tight leash after what had happened. August had kept in touch, giving me detailed updates on everything happening in his Kingdom. He was finally able to take the throne, his Dad proud at his side. “As kindhearted, brave, and strong as her Mother.” Dad continued, making my heart flutter from the praise. “My daughter will usher in a new era as the first Alpha Queen.”

“Your father, Ray…no, Reus, son of Zeus. The one who will one day become the Hero King.” Mane’s eyes widened at the reply that was filled with more information than he had expected. That one reply had birthed more questions than he had started this day with. Since there was someone here who seemed eager to ignore the causality laws, he was more than ready to listen and take advantage of this. He didn’t care about discovering these things as a Scholar. He needed answers now. “Explain,” Mane frowned.

I heard the most surprising words from my Father. “Father! Why are you saying those words that too for the King of Velimar Kingdom who defeated us today in this war?” I asked him with shock evident in my voice. “That’s because he is lucky. After his wife Queen Hera left this world he didn’t have anything to lose so he is fighting with everything he has. He only have his Daughter to worry about who will not enter this war ground so his Kingdom will have his heir to continue the ruling even after we all die along with him.” Father explained.

-You can explain to me what is happening father! -Roberts bastard is plotting to attack our neighboring kingdom, he has told me about his expansion plans. But he is miles from that place, our kingdom is in the middle, and the Warcraft have a powerful ally, that will be a great massacre. -What was it you told him? asked the prince very concerned. -I told him that he was not going to participate in this, and I think it was a mistake... -Excuse me, Your Majesty... but thousands of soldiers are coming in this direction. It's obvious what my father wants to do, he'll get it all.

I give him reassurance, his body relaxing slightly from my words of encouragement. “See I was right…” “About what?” “About you being a superhero…you were in my dream again.” “I was?” “The moon goddess was welcoming me, but I could hear you behind me calling me back.” I’m silent, thinking on what he just told me. I couldn’t get too involved with him, too attached. He was the son of my enemies; my son is dead because he lives. It was my son that was born to be the heir, not Athan. Perhaps his condition is justice from their trickery, denying what fate had intended.