The 31st Consort Novels & Stories

To the small office I kept, the one Xander forgot I had. I pulled out parchment. Ink. "To the Esteemed Council of the Moon Pack, Regarding the health and lineage of the Royal Consort..." No. Too soft. "To the Council, It has come to my attention that the Consort, Ashton, has been procuring forbidden substances outside the citadel without His Majesty’s knowledge. Substances used to mask lineage and scent. In light of the upcoming heir, I believe a full inspection is warranted for the safety of the bloodline." Better. I signed it with a flourish. Brenda of House Velra. Let Xander deny it. Let him call me jealous.

So the evil Consort did not carry out her plan yet someone did it for her. "I heard that they will do it, after a week." V, added. Kana flick his fingers and the rest of his shadow guards appear. "RM and V, go to the borders now. If the Emperor will die, the Princes will be called to comeback! And if that's the plan of Consort Mia, an assassination is possible! We must move before them. Take care, RM, bring some medicines with you, and V, take this to his highness." Kana give him a sealed letter.

"Please make him your consort, queen Alora." A consort? Out of the blue?

She flipped open the document without waiting for my permission, pointing to a clause midway down. Clause 17: The Consort may not enter into romantic or sexual agreements with any other party during the duration of this agreement. Exclusivity is non-negotiable. I blinked. “Consort?” Clarisse adjusted her blazer. “A placeholder term. The Don prefers… discretion.” I was too stunned to speak.

"Today is coronation day and we would be announcing the 6 lovely women chosen for this year's Alpha." Royal Consorts are not just for Alpha's per se, they're made to be wives of any male with an Alpha bloodline. Last 6th of June, consorts were chosen for one of the financial advisors back at the palace. Coronation days are only done every 6th of June and 6th of December.

I looked away from her and at Orien who always had a solution to everything. His eyes were blank at first and then I saw the look I had hoped for. His eyes lit up very quickly. "She is His Majesty's consort. She was the dowager queen's choice. It was not official for peasants could not be consorts but the queen chose her. So yes. She is with his Majesty's child." Orien lied with the most serious look I had ever seen on his face. How he was able to come up with such thoughts within seconds was remarkable. I only hoped they bought it.

She was frustrated, but she couldn't hide the truth either. Still, she could just keep making things up as it comes along! "Yes, she's the Princess of Ambrosia, and her fiance is the oil baron Tom Grayson. However, I heard that he's only going to be appointed as consort even with all his money and power, so the same will happen with Jasper if he sticks with her." Although Nora was hoping to pull Quincy to her senses by using the issue of 'consort', Alison had enough. "Just shut up already!" Alison snapped. "It's not even any of your concern—are we telling you to marry Renee here?! You may be Jasper's mentor, and I can respect you for that, but keep stirring up trouble and I will destroy you!

"I know Shan is careful, so how did it manage to reach their ears? " "When Shan came back, he was beaming with joy. He told me and his siblings about your relationship. It's been years since he admitted that he was into men so we didn't judged him. It was only recently that it was revealed that Shan was having a relationship with you." He explained. I hissed. "Damn them, who the hell ordered to put Shan inside that palace?! " I angrily asked. " Your distant relative, Mikhail Yang. He is currently the heir, the crown prince, thus having the authority to take care of everything regarding all the issues that goes around outside and within the palace. "

Lady Meisi: The first consort of the king, She believed only she deserved to be the true queen. Lady Laila and Lady Tia: Other consorts of King Treven. Princess Cixi: King Treven's Aunt, widowed but stays in the palace with her son. She is a cunny and a meticulous woman. Annalise: The late Queen's maid and the only witness to the oath. Eria: Marilyn's best friend and handmaid. Lord Patrick Gattar: One of the seven rulers of Ruqgu. Marilyn's ex-husband who maltreated her.

Faith asked, stepping back. “It’s a Nightshade crest,” Killian said, grabbing her hand. He didn't ask. He slipped the ring onto her finger. It felt strangely warm, as if it were vibrating against her skin. “As of this moment, you aren't just my ward. You are my Official Consort. The Council can’t touch a Consort without declaring war on the entire Blackwood Pack.” Faith stared at the ring. Consort? Killian, that’s... that’s like a public engagement! People will think.…