Sonic Black Knight King Arthur Novels & Stories

Arthur’s POV “You must be tired after your travel here,” Lumian said stiffly, the edge of forced politeness in his voice. “I’ve had a room prepared for you. Robert, show Alpha King Arthur to his quarters.” I didn’t respond—just gave a tight nod and followed Robert out of the office, my steps heavy with everything I was still trying to process. The corridors of the Blackthorn Pack were quieter than I remembered. Too quiet. The kind of silence that wrapped around your ribs and squeezed. The kind that said something was deeply wrong.

Reluctantly, I take his hand and shake it, but I quickly withdraw it when I feel him starting to trace circles around my skin. “Arthur here is the best warrior in our kingdom,” King Samuel begins to explain. “He’s the youngest leader of our troops, and he teaches everyone all kinds of combat skills.” Arthur smiles. “You flatter me, your Majesty.” The King laughs. “It’s true, my boy. And I’m glad you get to teach my niece.” I fake a smile as Arthur turns to me, and to my surprise, he bites his lip like he wants to do something unspeakable to me.

King Arthur slowly opened his eyes, the image before him was so blurry that at first, he couldn't see anything but he heard his daughter's voice, loud and clear. "Lilia" he whispered breathless as he gasped for breath, his eyes were aost white to the extent that Lilia could hardly see his black pupil. "Yes father" Lilia nodded with trembling lips, "It's Lilia" she replied in deep pain as the sight of her father broke her heart into several pieces. King Arthur noticed the presence of someone beside his daughter, slowly, he turned and saw a tall handsome man before him. He looked at him in shock and turned to his daughter, "Is he the one?" He managed to ask with shaky lips.

he whispered. A bright purple light appeared beside him, and when he looked to his right, he saw the largest portal appear. It was bigger than any of Paxton's previous portals, and he quickly understood why it was so big. The king stepped out with Arthur at his side, and a large army of the king's guards followed him. Arthur broke away from the king's side and quickly scanned for Sean. His blood ran cold when he saw him, and he quickly moved to his side and dropped to his knees beside him.

Prince Authur hissed through his teeth while glaring at the knight standing in front of him with his head bowed. “My prince, this is the first time I'm hearing about this ritual, but, I remember hearing the king's man say the king already had everything sorted out, I don't think we have anything to worry about.” Lancelot's words didn't help calm Authur one bit instead the uneasy feeling the young prince was previously feeling greatly intensified.

The air grew colder — heavier. “Enough,” came a deep voice, smooth but dark as poison. The Evil King. He stepped into the room, and the torches along the wall flared brighter as if bowing to his presence. His black armor gleamed faintly, his red eyes sharp as blades. His presence alone pressed against my chest like a weight, making it hard to breathe. “Aria Blackwood,” he said slowly, almost amused. “Daughter of Johnathan Blackwood. The Luna of the Royal Pack.”

He knew what it was! “Wolf King...” After a while, he finally calmed down. He took a deep breath and said solemnly, “Where did you get this from?” Andrius was straightforward. “A few days ago, I had a major battle with Arthur within Yenico’s borders. He was no match for me in strength and I was about to kill him, but at a critical moment, a figure in a black robe suddenly appeared. He was extremely powerful with a completely different aura from us. He dropped this token.”

They see King Bartholomeo worn a camel's hair coat, black silk cloak, a hat trimmed with peacock feathers, along with a surcoat. His gold imperial crown features a green tourmaline as the center stone. It has 9 hoops that rise from the ring to form a single-rounded dome with arches rising at the center. He gently touched his white beard upon seeing them walking on the red carpet. Shortly after, they kneel down upon arriving in front of the King. King Bartholomeo stood up and noticed the bruises and contusions on their faces and bodies. He turned his gaze at Prince Arthur who was standing next to them. "I felt some earthquakes behind the kingdom. Did you just revive some creatures so your war

" Mr. Stone said this while looking at King Arthur. "GUYS, AROUND UP AND CATCH HER— SHE CAN'T TAKE HIM OUT!" Alpha Liam called out his army. "I said leave her alone!" Jacob yelled at the top of his lungs while jumping in the air and hitting his leg on Alpha's chest. Alpha Liam stepped back and groaned, looking at Jacob in anger. King Arthur pulled out his knife, and Mr. Stone pulled out his knife as well to attack him back, but King Arthur is so strong that he smacked the knife while making Mr. Stone lose his balance.

Oh this bastard, he made me almost lost my heartbeats. Actually, I don't mind being in this moment, it's just that the problem is the fact that I haven't showered in days and I'm sure I must look terrible right now. For a moment we let this silence continue, creating various questions in my mind why Arthur was acting this melancholy. “You alright?” I ventured to ask him. He didn’t answer. His eyes stare at mine, His two eyes flashed a shady and piercing gaze which made me not move from my position who was also looking at him.