The Consort Novels & Stories

************* A sudden uproar shook the castle walls, rattling everyone inside. Two consorts had collapsed, nearly lifeless. Screams from their head maids filled the halls. “It is an omen for a consort to die in the castle,” the maids wailed. The consorts were not just there to please the king, they were part of the royal household. When Kaelen’s mate was alive, the consorts remained, though he never looked their way nor had need of them. Only after her death did their care fall under his responsibility. So seeing two of them collapsed in such a state was nothing short of a failure in his eyes.

"You dare step foot inside my keep after what your father did to the Royal Vanguard?" Malakai stepped forward, his tall, massive frame towering over the courtyard. He didn't raise his voice, but his dark storm-gray eyes were locked onto Hector with lethal intensity. "We are not here to speak for our father, Hector. Our father was a coward who died in his own greed. We are here as the Consort's vanguard." "Consort?" Hector barked out a harsh, disbelieving laugh. "You think a Solis Empress belongs to three northern warlords? She is the blood of the Sun! She does not bow to the line of traitors!"

Evening had settled properly over Eldoria Palace by the time the air in one of the upper corridors folded open. Roshan stepped through without ceremony, the crease between worlds sealing behind him as if it had never been there. He was humming under his breath, some old border tune that had no business sounding cheerful in a human fortress, and walking with his hands in the pockets of a dark coat that looked almost ordinary until the light caught the edges wrong. The household guards stationed along the hall glanced up, registered the hum and the familiar face, and returned to their posts without challenge. Word had already gone around weeks ago: the consort’s

There's been a lot of scandals surrounding me lately but all of them are not true so to slowly due them down, I have to go to London to continue my school here. In London, I'll be Logan Christian. I don't want to stand out in the crowd so I decided to just befriend a nerdy, lonely and weird girl named Amanda Estelle. I heard that she's actually the granddaughter of Elliot Estelle, one of the richest men in England but I don't really care. She's not as weird as I thought she would be, she's just building a wall with other people.

“For richer and for richer, till death do you part?” “I do” “Do you Vanessa Decruz accept to be the Queen along side your king?” “I do” “Do you Vanessa Decruz promise to serve the country and its citizen along side your king with diligence and utmost dedication?” “I do” “With the power vested in me as the officiating priest and the former king, I declare you Vanessa Decruz, which will be known henceforth as Vanessa Amaan, as the Wife of Richard Amaan and the Queen of the nation”

"Nothing broken. You risked everything coming in. Thank you." Ezra pulled him close quick. "No choice. I could not leave you there. Thomas, what does the document say?" Thomas flipped pages under moonlight. "Full extent of the conspiracy. Crowe reported to a council. They planned forced shifts across three academies. Money from private backers who want an army." Dane leaned in. "Names? We need to know who." "Listed here," Thomas said. "Top officials and some board members. This proves it goes way up."

He saw me as the kind of person who would destroy Isabella's future, even if it meant damaging the family's reputation. My heart sank. Damian stood up, buttoned his suit jacket, and strode onto the stage. He took the microphone from the trembling Isabella, shielding her with his body. "Gentlemen, my name is Damian Costello." "Regarding the anonymous query, I will offer one final clarification." "The entire underlying logic of the Phoenix system was architected independently by Isabella, under my direct authorization. She is the sole owner of this system. I stake my reputation as Consigliere on it."

I have read the decree of my powers and obligations as the King’s consort and it just so happens that I have the right to elevate a harem woman as the king would do. At the rise of her voice and the way her eyes bulges out, it shows that Yolanda cannot fathom another person being on the same floor as her or the right that I have to elevate one. It is not a status to be proud of in my books but it is definitely going to help my life here in Orizon. “Florence, please?” I say, allowing Florence do the talking. Florence smiles and nods. “Yeri is now a consort. A legal consort of the king and one of her rights stated in the decree is the right to elevate one that she pleases.” Florence says and e

One of the Dukes retorted in righteous anger at the same time as the envoy who spoke in a regretful tone “Who knew that our prince consort would be executed here? How can we swallow the grievance of this unrighteous act?” “Oh??” Orseus leaned forward in interest “Why didn’t I know the prince consort was visiting?” He narrowed his eyes, his gaze scrutinizing as he asked, “Or was he here as a spy to assassinate me?” “What nonsense?” The envoy shouted, losing his calm “Our prince consort is a very modest person and does not like to fuss about, and was only taking a stroll admiring the scenery when he was brutally executed. You, have violated our peace treaty.” He pointed his finger at Orseus as

Queen's mother smiles " Yes, so I want you two to work together peacefully and make arrangements for the banquet. Lora will help you follow her" Lily and Victoria follow Lora and leave the Queen's mother's chamber. In the banquet hall, Lady Lora tells them all the details and arrangements they should make and leaves them. Lily and Victoria we're left alone in the banquet hall. Lily then arrogantly looks at Victoria and asks " Aren't we the consort of the king. why did Queen mother let us prepare for the banquet?". Victoria smirks and looks at Lily " You are going to be a consort now you are not. And I am not a consort, I am a Queen. I have already told you not