Spell Prince の小説・ストーリー

She choked on her cereal when Carrie mentioned that Lucian was the only demon. Carrie continued, explaining about kingdoms and princes. "Each genus has an overall leader called a prince or princess, and a special area within the school grounds called their kingdom. Sloan Carson is the princess of the witch kingdom." She mentioned the four princes: Torvin Greywood, the werewolf prince; Adrian Quill, the mage prince; Vyr Machiavelli, the vampire prince; and Lucian Umbra, the demon prince. Zeda couldn't help but chuckle at Carrie's dreamy expression as she called them "hot." "Did you need to add 'hot' while naming the princes?"

He must have come during his short break, not even bothering to change out of his royal attire. Beneath the cloak, his gold-inlaid armor gleamed faintly under the soft light, every engraved pattern glowing with a muted, refined sheen. I could hear the faint, rhythmic clink of metal with each movement he made, low, steady like the heartbeat of a man whose heart had long turned to steel. A silver ring shaped like a crescent moon encircled his finger, catching the light and sending a shiver through me. It was the royal seal of the Lycan King, the mark of one who commanded thousands and the symbol of eternal solitude.

He spoke, "You think you can stop me by this? Trust me your mother-" "Do you even know who you're talking about?" Asked now an angry Noah. As he grabbed everyone's attention, he continued, "Do you even know who his mother is?" Lucious just grumbled, "Maybe a queen of another swarthy kingdom. For your kind of information, I am the prince of the most powerful kingdom, so doesn't matter who you are." Noah scoffed as he said in the darkest voice, "He is the prince of Anchancia, son of Dark Queen, Anika Julio Astren. He is Kaal Anika Julio Astren."

Xander had promised to keep her close to his heart when he confessed and to visit her whenever he could as he was always busy with his affairs as the crown prince of the nation. He had mustered up his courage to tell her that he was the prince, afraid that she would leave him because of their status. His anxiety being met with gentle chuckles as Diane embraced him, telling him that she already knew since the day she saw his silver hair. Xander, relieved from his troubled thoughts then felt a little silly. Of course she would have known... Silver hair was the symbol of royalty in the Kingdom of Enoch. Nonetheless, he wanted to be the one to tell her himself. And he did.

Hedard walked and climbed down the stairs towards the cave. “I am Prince Glam of the Ashenvale kingdom. Welcome, maester.” The prince said. “It is an honor, my prince.” “It seems like taking these stairs could be difficult.” He looked at the staircase. The Prince walked outside the big door and looked up. He closed his eyes for a bit. I think he is calling something. Maester Kael thought. A loud screech was heard above and the faerie dragon appeared and flew towards the prince. “Come,” Prince Gram said as a big wind came when the dragon landed. He walked towards the dragon. “Hello, Mareen.” The head of the dragon lowered towards the Prince and he placed his hand to pat the dragon’s head.

I snapped. "A scryglass!" he was still laughing heartily, "Why don't you just ask for a lucky rabbit's foot or a sprig of heather? I am The Prince of Azure, The Sapphire Nightmare, The Blue Incubus! I've defeated legions of men, beasts and gods; these scars are war medals! I wield as much magic as exists in any singular being and you want me to give you a common trinket like a scryglass?" My cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

In short, he looked absolutely magnificent. Just as I was about to walk near him and drag him back to my room, a group of Alphas and princes came to him and sized him up. I clasped my hands together. Uh-oh. This can’t be good. “You,” one of them pointed at Axel. My eyes widened in shock. Isn’t he Prince Lancelot of the Wizard kingdom? He once tried making a move on me, but I flat-out rejected him. From what I heard, he is a very spoiled prince who likes to toy with the commoners.

Probably at any time, when the lord elf cast that spell again, he could seriously injure or even kill the poor woman. “Miss Harmony!” Elizabeth began to cry. “My dear daughter, don’t cry ...” And the woman tried to hit the elf prince again with magic, but she was so weak that it didn't even touch him. Maybe someone else could be hurt, but the elf only had to cast again his spell. Prince Tbylisium spoke the words again, and the magic from this Prince of the Night reached Miss Harmony when something made Elizabeth turn her wand in the form of a spiral and utter a single word, whispered:

So, Blue doesn’t see him as a threat. Hail, who is the second prince of the East Kingdom but was called an intruder in his own kingdom, slowly opened his eyes when he felt that his dizziness disappeared, and the pain all over his body also doesn’t ache anymore. Then, he saw the most beautiful ‘person’ that he has seen in his entire life. This ‘person’ is even more beautiful than his mother, and also him, who was hailed as the most beautiful boy of his kingdom.

Everyone turned their heads in astonishment— The speaker was a teenager. This teenager was entirely different if the handsome Seventh Prince resembled a watercolor painting, revealing his extraordinary talent. He had been sitting quietly before, escaping attention, but now when he spoke, it was impossible to ignore him. His smile was a masterpiece, eclipsing all others. Any artist's brushstrokes could not capture such an expression. It turned out to be the third prince of the Beta Henry palace. Draco laughed, his intelligent eyes surpassing his age yet still maintaining a childlike innocence. He said, "Your Highness, isn't it that the one who shoots the arrow the farthest wins?"