The Crown's Entrapment の小説・ストーリー

My fingers brushed the animal's coat while I adjusted the bandage, and instead of snapping, he exhaled a hot, shuddering breath, his nose nudging barely against my flexed elbow with his dagger like teeth still hidden behind binds. I stumbled back, ripping off my gloves as it's head was held fully steady. Crimson eyes locked with mine, and an abrupt thought settled in my mind. An image I couldn't shake: those crimson eyes, not in a wolf's face, but on a beautiful man's. "This is insane" I walked towards the door while it bowed his head to rest, too calm for a predator. "What the hell is wrong with me?"

“They must conduct the burial and we must witness it.” The seven envoys joined the three on entering again the nomadic empire. The Ebodalo welcomed them once more until they reached the yurt of the chief. Coming out from the fancy and an armored yurt is a man of a familiar figure. By the sight of him, Darina cannot deny how peril seems to drag her back to tremble. The chief was that same man who troubled her and vowed to vanish Darina away from the royal capital. Indeed, Darina can assure the loyalty of the chief to the kingdom of Clapestris. But she has met her trouble. The chief has personal grudges of unexplainable roots. Her refuge while standing before the chief is the shoal given by Pr

She created an invisible being into the necklace so when the lucy enter into the kingdom of olor palace, it would come out from the necklace and invade the whole kingdom to spy on everything they do and hear all what the king and anyone else says about her and her kingdom. The unseen being was just like a physical screen to the queen. Anywhere the being enters, she sees everywhere from where she sat with a crossed legs in her chamber. All the conversations Lucy had made with her father in their palace was heard by her, she saw everything and how they argued about her and the plan they planned to send in spies into her kingdom. She didn't lie to the lucy of all the protection the necklace wou

They seized Lorenzo by the shoulders, driving their knees with bone-crushing force into the back of his joints. With a heavy thud, the once-mighty Head of the Family crashed onto the hard marble floor. Lorenzo thrashed, trying to force himself up, but a guard pinned his neck down, grinding his face against the freezing tiles. "Let me go! I’m the head of the Corleone family! You bastards, how dare you treat me like this!" He howled, stripped of every shred of dignity. Whatever noble refinement he had spent years cultivating shattered like cheap glass.

Liana whispered. "The Crown..." "The Crown must choose." She looked toward the floating Crown of Eternis. It was still surrounded by golden light. Waiting. Kael followed her gaze. "The Crown hasn't accepted anyone." Commander Rylan nodded. "Because the Temple has been corrupted." The elderly king lifted his staff. "We can only hold the darkness for a short time." One by one, the ancient kings and queens joined hands. Golden light spread from their spirits. The black crystal giant stopped moving.

Taking a breath, Brawen seemed to find it difficult to calm down. If God's Crown naturally disappears, there's nothing to worry about, but if it's stolen, I'm pretty sure, because how much god must that person be to be able to get the Divine Crown that is behind. Brawen that she did not know. Brawen glanced around. The Crown of God is created by Titania from eternal light, but around the royal palace is still bright as day and the flowers are still blooming and blooming, proving that the Crown God is still here, very Very close.

"They're announcing themselves." Well, that was somehow worse. What a horrible way to make an entrance. An hour later, the sanctuary sat under lockdown torches lined the halls. Guards patrolled every corridor, rain hammered the roof like impatient fists. "I hate this." Cinthye begins and walking in circles. "Noted," Damien said. "I'm serious." "So am I." She stopped. "Who are the Black Crown?" Damien exchanged a look with Aurelio. The old man sighed."A ghost." "Helpful."

Sharp enough to steal the air from my lungs. My eyes flew open as the connection deepened, unstable but insistent. Images flickered through my mind, too fast to hold at first, until one forced itself into clarity. The crown. Dark. Heavy. And then something beneath it. A flaw. Not something visible, not something physical, but something that could be felt through the echo itself. My breath caught. “There is a way,” I said, my voice low but intense. Every gaze snapped to me. “The crown can be overwhelmed.”

The Hollow Crown pulsed wildly, as if desperate to maintain control. And then, with a scream that tore through the chamber, Rael reached up and grasped the cursed crown. The moment his fingers touched it, darkness erupted. The entire Keep trembled, the walls groaning as fractures spider-webbed across them. The floor beneath them cracked, sending debris tumbling into the abyss below. The Hollow Crown resisted, its tendrils digging deeper into Rael’s flesh, trying to bind him forever. But Rael would not be caged.

I immediately got off him and took a look at what I grabbed. "The crown?" I gasped. How come it was here and in my hands. I immediately threw it off. I don't want to be the founder. I tried leaving without the crown but what Jayden said next weakened my knees. "Pick up the crown, everyone is seeing us right now at the field. That crown was connected to a camera and as soon as your hands touched it, the live video of this place started playing and everyone is watching." "So you don't need to act like you weren't the one who found it for everyone already knows. Also, your boobs are really soft" he winked, running off.