Story Of Kunning Palace Novels & Stories

It was a path toward self-discovery and fulfillment, a way to bridge the gap between her duties and her desires. As they continued their walk through the garden, Cynthia and Kamila shared dreams and aspirations, forging a bond that transcended their roles within the palace. The legends of the royal jungle, with its mystical barrier and the Goddess's watchful presence, served as a beacon of hope and inspiration for the journey that lay ahead—a journey that would redefine Cynthia's destiny within the palace and the kingdom itself.

He stood at the center of the dent as he looked coldly at Debbie. A black crack suddenly appeared in the hall. Debbie noticed it and laughed maniacally. She leaped and sprinted towards the exit. Wilbur quickly yelled, "Run! This place is about to crumble." The Cooks immediately crawled up and sprinted towards the exit. Wilbur led the way, and they ran out of the palace. The palace must be built by the Cook ancestor's spirit energy. He was gone, so the fall of the palace was expected. He also reminded them to leave before he vanished.

“Trixie, run and you know the way.” Kissing her head, I let her ride into the forests and away from the palace, Father had built the palace in the middle of a forest so that anyone from outside had to cross the forest before being able to visit the palace and there were guards hidden at certain points so that they shall warn the king when there is an attack.

On top of that, the destruction in the King's Palace was concerning. It was no secret that the Palace was for the King's pleasure and privacy. It housed the reigning King’s mistresses for generations. Even Sayon was supposed to live there but he had shifted her to one of the Flower Palaces. He ran a hand through his hair in restrained rage. Like every year he had assumed they would vacate the area while he was out of it but instead they used his state to get rid of a concubine. And he ended up marking her. He had wanted to deal with the moles in the Palace but they were all dead already and it wasn't the right time to touch nobility...

It seemed that the last time Jake had used it, he was writing something, for the first thing that appeared once the screen turned on was a document on Microsoft Word. "There was a story circulating in the palace ten years ago. It was about a young man that was loved by the king and queen. He was raised and treated like their son, but this ungrateful young man was like a dog that bit the hand that fed him. He disappeared right after his betrayal and his story faded away through the years. Eventually, people forgot about him. There were a lot of inaccuracies in this story that the common people didn't know of. One of these was the circumstances of this young man's disappearance. Ke Ai didn't d

He asked, confused. “What are you doing?” I asked. “If it’s about the luna palace then, I was planning to tell you. I started its construction even before our marriage. I wanted to create a palace for you and over all these years, I did that. I hid it from you because I thought I would gift it to you on our wedding anniversary this year. That is why it isn’t named yet, because I wanted you to name it. But… things happened, and that was the only option… so…”

The years haven’t touched it, nor had time softened its power. “It was the home of the Kings when they ruled the wolves years ago.” He remembered the words of his father, and the story of how his family was betrayed by those they were supposed to rule over as Kings. “This Palace is ours, it belonged to our forefathers, not to any committee.” At the top of the steps, he saw the main entrance to that palace. And the Moon Goddess.

She looked up at me again, her eyes were nervous and then she lowered her voice even more. “There is a very dark story behind this palace.” She said, “Something most people outside don’t know.” I felt a cold rush through my chest. “What story?” Kara glanced at the door, then at the windows, making sure no one could hear. “You must never repeat this.” She whispered. “If Alpha Damian finds out I said anything I will be killed.” I nodded quickly. “I won’t say a word.” She took a tense breath. “The previous king Alpha Damian’s father…” Her voice shook a little.

She holds my gaze for a long moment. Then she nods. Once. “I’m with you,” she says. “But I won’t let this destroy you.” “I won’t let it,” I promise. I only hope I’m not lying. The chamber beneath the palace is older than the Crown itself. My ancestors called it the Vault of Binding—where royal blood met Moon law, and where kings learned humility or died trying. The air hums with restrained power, sigils carved deep into black stone walls pulsing faintly as we step inside.

Goldmont City might be the nation's economic hub, but Jayelle City was still the center of the country. Nick had promised her the grandest and most magnificent wedding. Naturally, one ceremony would be held in the most central and symbolic palace of the country, and another in Goldmont City. The Royal Palace in Jayelle City carried thousands of years of history. Now it functioned as a famous museum and historical site. Only on especially significant occasions was it opened for large-scale celebrations. Khloe had never imagined that Nick would dare to hold their wedding banquet there. "You said you liked the scenery here."