Taken By The Dark Elf King 소설 & 이야기

I should have fallen to my knees, panicked, and searched for an explanation for what had just happened to my body. Instead, I reached down and picked up the heavy Aurelian parchment Elara had thrown at me. If Varek wanted a Queen, he was going to get one. But first, he was going to know exactly what I had just chosen. I pushed through the heavy glass doors of the winter garden and began to walk. I didn't pull my cloak around my shoulders to hide the blood dripping down my forearm. I didn't slow my pace. I marched straight through the main courtyards of Frostfang.

He struck. The First King fell. I stepped closer. It's over. He looked at me. Not yet. He smiled. Then he pointed behind me. I turned. My daughter was standing there. Kael was unconscious at her feet. The darkness was surrounding her. I screamed. No! The First King laughed. You freed my army. But you forgot the most important piece. My daughter looked at me. Her eyes were black. Mama... I ran toward her. The First King whispered: She is mine again. My daughter raised her hand. The entire darkness exploded. And this time... she wasn't afraid. She was smiling.

I say, not sure we can trust this elf. “It wasn’t so long ago that a large portion of the elves turned dark. They fought against King Aolis and Queen Lily. My father and I want to ensure that our kingdom and Araphyra remain friendly. I’m here to see King Aolis and his queen. I’ll admit, I offered to make the trip, curious about the hybrids we heard were allowed entry into the fae lands. I see that, as usual, King Aolis and Queen Lily were right in their assessment of who they allow into their kingdom. Won’t you tell me your name, mate?” He says the last part quietly, gently, as if he’s afraid Orsa might bolt. Based on her defensive stance, I think she’d be more inclined to fight than run.

He says glaring up at me as I struggle to get out his hold, but can't. Suddenly blood starts to drip from his mouth. I look down to see long sharp black claws, attached to a large, bloody, leathery, black clawed hand, coming through the alpha king's stomach. The alpha king let go, dropping me to the ground. I watch as Blake pulls his bloody hand from the alpha king's body. The alpha king drops down to his knees, leaning over. I watch as the big hole from his stomach to his back starts to slowly heal. Blake shifts back, breathing heavily as he glares down at the alpha king. Not giving him time to completely heal, Blake grabs both sides of his head and twist, snapping his neck. He twists again

"Betrayal. Abandonment. Take your pick." "I have not abandoned anything," Elowen said. "No?" Kael stopped circling. "Then where is the king's corpse? Where is the chaos we were promised? Where is the spark that would give us the opening we need?" Elowen said nothing. There was nothing to say that would not condemn him. Kael's expression hardened. "The elders sent you with one task, Elowen. One. Get inside, gain his trust, and kill him. It has been weeks. Weeks of you sleeping in his bed, wearing his collar, playing at being his pet."

She was fueled by her determination. “My Queen,” I scraped my throat and corrected myself, “mother.” The sound that left my lips was strangled and not much like myself. It was still a concept that I didn’t quite grasp. Her eyes shot up to me in realization that I knew, before I asked what had happened to her. “How?” “They took me with them,” she managed through her chapped lips. “Who?” I asked. “The Dark Elves.” She continued after taking a sip of the lukewarm Yarrow tea that Rune had made for her, the herb was beneficial for her wounds and helped with the pain her body was in. “To the Frozen Kingdom.”

Behind me, Kaden’s hand found mine. Kael moved closer, solid and burning at my side. Darius raised his blade. The hall held its breath. And then the Dark King smiled. “Choose,” he said. The shadows lunged.

The sound of his flesh making contact with the door rings through the house but the one who hears it is someone that he does not suspect. A little dark elf answers the door. She has pure snow-white hair and even pure white eyes. She looks up and notices that it’s the king. She points her finger at him. “Hey! You are special king elf!” Quickly, she bows out of respect. Then she hears a voice the rumbles within the living room of the cottage. “Hey, Mina. Why do you go play at your aunt’s house.” The strong female voice rises through the space. “Okay mommy!” The little elf rushes through th trio in front of her and begins to go the house across the street. Once she is gone, the elf that owns th

"You're saying she's what?" I couldn't believe that her past was coming back to haunt her. Hell, her past had caught up to her and now she was missing and all I can do was sit around and wait? the hell? "I'm saying she's been taken by the elves to take her place as the queen to the king of elves, Elegast Ingalfur himself. I have insider sources within the kingdom." Magnus's witch lover, Gerold, explained as he gets up and started pacing while he vomit all information and I patiently let him have the floor until I learned the real intention of the said King Elegast.

Even the wind paused. The Frostbound King blinked once. Slowly. Then his expression shifted—not to anger, not to cruelty—but to something far worse. Hurt. “Elora,” he said gently, stepping forward. Lucien slammed a hand into the floor, shadows surging upward into a barrier that shimmered violently. “You take one more step,” Lucien snarled, “and I tear this place apart.” The King didn’t look at him. “She has my eyes,” he said quietly. “My resonance. My Solstice blood. You cannot deny what she is.”