Novel & Cerita The Exiled Prince Of Auto-crafting

"Show proper respect." "I am a prince of the Federation," Caelum replied quietly, his voice carrying despite its softness. "I kneel for no one but my queen." The guard's grip tightened on his weapon. "You're cattle now, boy. Best remember that." The hall stretched impossibly high, carved from volcanic stone that seemed to drink the light from massive chandeliers. Stained glass windows depicted scenes of vampire victory—humans kneeling, blood flowing like rivers, pale figures standing triumphant over battlefields. The artistry was undeniable, but the message was clear: this was what happened to those who opposed the Crimson Dominion.

"His family runs half of Europe's pharmaceutical trade. Polite as hell off the field. Completely ruthless on it." "Twenty two?" "Audric Sterling. Old English money, He's been in three separate disciplinary hearings this year and walked out of all of them without a single mark on his record." "And number four?" A pause. "Zian Castillo," Marcus says. "Half Spanish, half Korean." Another pause, heavier this time. "Don't get on his bad side." "Good to know." "I'm serious." The warning itself is off character for someone like Marcus who clearly seems to hate me.

Besides this Third Prince is a light sleeper though would often fall back asleep once he woke. “Your Highness, shall I prepare your bath now?” “Yes of course, thank you Ming Xuan.” With a gentle smile Ming Xuan walked into the bathing chamber to fill the stone tub for the prince’s bath. As he filled the bath with hot bath water and soap he thought to himself with a glance out the window by the tub.

“Prince Haydn? Why him?” Jules shrugged slightly. “You know a feral Xeus will never be safe,” he said, looking at his hands. “He’ll be caught, sooner or later. So I just wanted to make sure he’s caught by the good guys. Mother always said how good and fair Prince Haydn was. If the Xeus is really the one who escaped the Kadarian Opal House, it’s very likely that Prince Haydn knows him. And the prince will be fair to him regardless of the Xeus’s nationality—he’s a Pelugian happily married to a Kadarian, after all. And most importantly, Prince Haydn isn’t prejudiced against Xeus alphas—his cousin is one, too.”

But now that he is in the line of that scenery, Crown Prince Rogeus only wished to cross it and never come back to that cold and unfeeling place. Crown Prince Rogeus exhaled a mouthful of air as he raised his head to look at the mesmerizing moon in the dark blue canvas. He knows that he is merely wishing for the impossible if he wants to abandon the Artemia Kingdom and the Royal family. He has been living his life as the crown prince, and the things that he had done has been already etched in his soul. He could not do anything to erase them, nor have the heart to ignore them as if they do not exist. He might be shameless enough to face his mate even with his unpardonable sin against her clan

He held it in his hands. A purple light shone from the sword, it shone so bright that it's radiance filled the whole room and almost blinded Fife and Elena. They had to shield their eyes with their hands. Gad and the shadow man knelt down and bowed to Theodore. "My prince, welcome home" the shadow man said. "huh?" Fife and Elena's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. "I am a prince?" Theodore asked hesitantly. "yes you are, you are our prince"

I walked to meet him, he said nothing and continued walking. “How can you be so cruel?” I whispered coldly. “I'm called the prince of hell for a reason.” Valinor Nayla Xerian and I did it. We left the walls of the castle without being caught or raising suspicion. As we walked through the town, we had to cover our faces with our cloaks. The whole kingdom knew what the prince looked like, if anyone saw him out by the dead of the night, we would be returned to the castle.

"Y-yes, A-alpha Maseno. I know." "Good. Now here is the deal: I need an heir for this kingdom, but I don't have one yet. So, I'll need you to be the surrogate. After you give birth, I'll give you everything you need, and you will go to whatever place you want." He paused, waiting for his words to sink into my brain. "What if I don't want it?" I wanted to ask him but remained silent. "If you don't want," he started as if he had read my mind, "I will throw you out of this kingdom and let the man whom you were escaping come after you. Deal?" he smirked.

The heir apparent sighed and rubbed his temples, he looked at his sister and said, “Aldridge has and always will keep to himself. He does not even want to be in the presence of our father so why would he want to take my position from me?” “He did get his status raised didn’t he?” Prince Noah chirped in. “And I beg to differ brother, there has been news of Aldridge doing great deeds for the citizens going around and I had someone investigate in my steed, he indeed has been. He goes as far as making sure the homeless are buried and the orphan’s a fed with cows meat,” Prince Sebastian said. Blanche turned to him and asked, “Is that true brother?” Prince Sebastian nodded his head, he turned to h

“All I want now is to apologise, to help her heal.” Keres let out a cruel laugh. “You? Heal her wounds? Oh, she definitely dodged a silver bullet with you. An Elfgon with the likes of you? Pathetic. The prince may be a fleabag, but at least he’s an upgrade,” he mocked.