Novel & Cerita The Elf King Lord Of The Rings

Turned out, an elf was residing there, and the ban that refused visitation from even the maids and guards further prove that the elf was a very important entity to the king. “Where is she now?” asked Tobeyaz out of the blue. “Did you do anything to her while I was bedridden?” His voice turned grave. He had no idea why he was too worried about the elf. When he heard Lady Emia revealed that she found out about her, his heart felt as if it had stopped beating. Also, he could feel a rising anger in him; the feeling was hot, foreign and uncomfortable. For sure, he could feel warmth coursing throughout his body.

“Yes, she said beware the King’s son and to not trust too easily. Is there another king I am not aware of or at least one that no longer exists?” “Umm…The only species that has a king are the elves. Are you sure she said beware the King’s son,” asks Olivia. “Yeah, I’m sure.” “What if it wasn’t really her? What if it was a trick to make you doubt Aspen,” suggests Oliver. I’d hate to think that someone would stoop so low as to use my dead sister against me, but Oliver is right. “Who could create such an illusion though,” I asked, though knowing the answer.

My smile deepened, probably showing off the dimple I reserved to display to no one but my reflection. “I do nothing more than look. Touch. Wander. The land itself still breathes beneath your rule. Does that sound like conquest to you?” The Elf King’s eyes narrowed, but his voice remained accusatory. “Be careful with your riddles, wolf. I have no patience for them. Reel in your greed, lest it consume you. You and I both know,” his words cut sharper now, “that it was you who broke the film of barriers between the races. That fragile weave that held our realms apart… it was your doing.”

And there was something about the growl, something that felt less menacing and more like a pull, like a tugging deep in my gut drawing me to the source of the growl. Queen Lily steps beside Hope, creating a unified front of protection for me. Between the two of them, I can’t see what’s going on. “Taranath, what is this? Queen Lily, Hope, and Tanya are our guests,” King Dominic growls. I tilt my head around Hope and the moment I do, I lock eyes with an elf who makes King Dominic look plain. The man is stunning, tall like all elves, seven feet or more. He has long, dark wavy hair and stunning green eyes that stand out in stark contrast to his pale skin.

Having the ability to focus their vision to notice details over a mile away or those obscured by underlying forest with incredible eyesight. King Elbegast, the king of Avallonè ruled over all the elves. He was known to be very powerful as his powers alone were unstoppable. He outlawed other supernaturals that wanted their realm and despised angel's, pixies and Fairy. Elbegast had a dream of a fairy who had gone to the other part of that world and so he decided to trace the fairy. Sending different elves in search of the fairy.

I mumbled and we continued forward. "King Izak, it is Elderon, come show yourself," Nyx yelled into the thick trees, causing a flock of crows to fly away. We waited a moment. A bush shook a bit and a short, ugly creature with one red eye walked toward us naked. He had a small gold crown on his head. "Who the fuck are you elf, crossing on the goblins' land," the goblin king growls. "I knew this would be a problem, hence the costume," he mumbles softly to me.

The supreme ultimate sacred magic of all time. Arden tenses so as Lollaine when Erthou's aura has gone. But few minutes later, a very unusual yet death chilling feelings struck not even Edward but the too said to be powerful Enchantress and Wizard; Lollaine and Arden. So, this was the true ability of Erthou? Arden thought to himself. While Lollaine smirked in gratitude. He knew well this aura- its belong to the ancient hunter king of elves: king Elvious.

Uncle Ronald whispered furiously to me. "Noe," "Presumptuous!" One of the elf troop leaders shouted at me while brandishing his sword. Noe just by glancing at him made the Elven troop leader kneel down. "Isn't that the young man who caused trouble with Elder Uwit yesterday?" said one of the Elf warriors. “Right, it turns out that not only is he related to the Dwarf King, he is also related to our Goddess,” said another soldier. "Shut up!" shouted the leader of the Elf troop who was still kneeling facing Noe, they immediately became silent and stood up straight.

This situation was too amazing for her. The Elf King had a pair of bright blue eyes, a handsome face, and a tall and slender body. His ears were pointed, and his nose was also pointed. His face was so pure white like porcelain. He wore a white robe with blue accents that fluttered in the wind. His blonde hair hung straight down almost to the floor. The charisma of a leader with a mysterious aura full of majesty radiated from the Elf King's body.

Elijah's left eye was a glowing golden color while his right was just gray, the gray eyes that Captivated my heart the first time I gazed into them. He had an golden armor wrapped around his abdomen, back and neck for protection and blood dripping down his chin. He growled again and Derrick pushed my back to his chest taking a few steps back. "Come any closer and I rip her throat out" He murmured when he noticed Elijah moving towards us. I could feel my face turning purple from lack of air but the evil man behind me seems to not care. "Pathetic" Derrick mumbled eyeing Elijahs' form. "A king doesn't need all that to fight. You are weak, not fit for a King"