The King: Eternal Monarch Ending Novels & Stories

The king stood up from his seat and strolled to the window behind his desk. "I don't know why this is hard for you to decipher, but it's pretty easy for me to understand." The king started, his voice grave. "You are so focused on the war, on Elena, that you failed to acknowledge the last part of the dream. Perhaps just like me, you do not wish to see that man living happily with your sister, my daughter, and that was why your ability to decipher the dream was stunted. But I can get the whole gist of it." The king said, turning around to face him. "The king of Pres would die in battle."

Sumon couldn't help but feel a touch of pride looking at him. Finally one of the lords spoke and said aloud, "The king is dead. Long live the king!" The other men nodded and repeated all together, in a loud voice, "The king is dead. Long live the king!" One by one, the men put one knee on the ground and bowed before Nathan, before the king. They were all kneeling with their heads bowed in front of him. Nathan looked at them and then raised his head, like a proud man. Sumon prepared to bow before his king, but Nathan turned and held out his hand. Surprised, she grabbed it, and her husband dragged her to his side, as she heard again from the corridor: "The king is dead. Long live the king."

His eyes were gone, replaced by glowing blue pits that wept shadows. "My mother sends her regards," Killian’s voice distorted, sounding like a thousand whispering ghosts. "She says the Gate was never meant for the King. It was meant for the Harvest." He raised a hand, and a wave of blue decay began to rot the glowing trees around us. The First Kingdom was screaming. "Vespera," Killian hissed, stepping toward us. "The King is dying to give you a past. I am here to give you an eternity. Leave him. Let him turn to dust. Join me, and we will rule the Void that remains."

Death was but a relief for him. "He is dead. Let it go. Stand, all of you, and get back to work. The rebuilding of the strongest empire has just begun." The King got up from her throne as she spoke. Her action was emulated by her followers. But not before they hailed loudly in unison, "Glory to the Eternal Monarch."

The crowd hooted teasingly as they watched their king kiss his beloved. "Is this the end?" Alexa asked Akira and he shook his head. "We are just beginning our journey." He said and claimed Alexa's lips happily. Red Orleans has a new King. Alexa's long time enemy is gone. A happy ending? No one knows if it'll last but at least, they all have each other.

The Queen took a seat, watching everyone with calm curiosity. The King looked directly at Sol and me. “Let us begin with the obvious.” His gaze moved between us. “What does this mean for the kingdom?” Sol didn’t answer immediately. The King continued. “You have returned marked as High Monarchs.” His tone remained controlled, but the implications were clear. “The kingdom already has a King.” His eyes settled briefly on Sol. “And while you are the Heir…” “…that situation becomes complicated.” He paused. “Even more so now that you have announced yourselves as mates.”

she begun siting the said declaration of the King's order that as old as the darkness of the City. “My Bloody Cops,” the King's said with his voice covered the whole world. “My family and friends, and to all my loving children; you are to never abandon the order that I once told... Live and declared the essence of my eternal being... ” “So who dare to look away and never accept the King's order?!” The woman's voice wrecked the bloody eyes creature's heart and become as heavy as stone. They nodded to each other, choose the unbelieving. Their only wish though, as their vision turn blurry and their consciousness deepened, and as they fell to the deepest of their maddening state was for their fa

Not because the future was certain. Because it wasn't. But because they had survived long enough to see it. And sometimes, that was enough. Far behind them, the First Path collapsed completely. The mountain sealed its secrets forever. And before the last stone fell, the First King looked back one final time. Then toward Althea. The heir Adrian had believed in. The leader he himself had failed to become. The ancient ruler lowered his head in silent acknowledgment. Then turned away. At last, the age of kings was over. And the age of Althea had begun.

Then the King turning to Juxon:] I have a good cause, and a gracious God on my side. [Juxon:] There is but one Stage more, which is turbulent and troublesome, yet it is a short one. You may consider it will soon carry you a very great way. It will carry you from earth to heaven. And there you shall find a great deal of cordial, joy, and comfort. [King:] I go from a corruptible, to an incorruptible Crown, where no disturbance can be, no disturbance in the world. [Juxon:] You are exchanged from a temporal to an eternal crown. A good exchange.

I look around the room, looking for signs that I was being watched. ‘He wants the King dead.’ I link him. There was no other way to say it. I just had to tell him the cold, hard truth. But I also didn't want Amanda listening. He frowns and taps his temple ‘The King is dead. He had Colt killed.’ I shake my head. ‘Not King Colt. Aiden. Aiden is the King now. He wants Aiden dead. He wants the bloodline of the King to end and that ends with Aiden.’