The King Guard Novels & Stories

Knowing Rod, he probably had done so to make a point to her that everyone had a weakness and hers was undoubtedly good money. Regardless, Mr King's absence was not such a bad thing. In fact, it made things slightly easier. The guards couldn't get in the way because to them, she was just another maid cleaning after their boss. She could go wherever she wanted without worrying about looking suspicious. Well, that's what would have happened had she not been assigned to the west wing. What was this supposed to be anyway? The victorian era, with all the designated wings?

He looked better than the last time he had seen him, stronger. "He's alive," Carolyn started crying as she stepped on small rocks to make herself taller and take a better look at her brother. "But what is he doing with the Mad King? Is he a prisoner?" Keith didn't answer her right away. He kept staring at Alec and knew the uniform he was wearing was not one for a prisoner. His best friend was now the King's Guard, the most important man to look after the king, the one he trusts the greatest. "He's the King's Guard," Keith muttered, "What is he doing? Why would he protect the Mad King?"

And then looked at the fire crackling in front of them. “When the civilizations where young, the Lord of the Heavens chose three gifted humans to protect the chamber of knowledge and history. He chose them not because of their lineage but because for their specific gifts. One could summon any creature, both magical and mythical, another could make the elements stopped as if he lorded it while another controls the elements. They’re called the guardians. Their purpose is to protect the secrets which lies inside the Chamber and only them could access it.” “Why so, mama?” she inquired as she inched closer to her mother.

“Who are you?” The guard bows and starts to speak in a shaky voice. “My name is Phillip, your majesty. The king asked me to keep an eye on you today. Until he can find new…” his voice trails off. The guard is probably no older than I am, but he’s terrified for some reason. “Are you afraid of me?” “Not afraid, my queen…just nervous. I’ve never been tasked with guarding royalty before.” I give him what I hope is a comforting smile. “Don’t be nervous. I am nothing special.”

Ami elbows him and Nadif adds, “I think, for now, you can’t. The King is angry at us last night. If we do that again, you might see our heads on the gates of Pitchford.” “The King does not own me, so if I want to drink, I will drink!” “That’s what I thought as well,” comes the voice. I jerk. I make a smile before whirling around to face Theo. His arms are across his chest and all I can think of is to be imprisoned in his muscular arms again. “What are you doing here, my King?” “It’s dusk already. It’s your duty to return.” “I am under time.” He raises his brows. “I need you to guard me.”

“It's hard to explain, sir. They just keep telling us that something bad is going to happen when the night approaches. Something is being planned and prepared.” We're all worried, and we're just waiting for something that might happen.” The king stood up straight and his shoulders tightened. His body was tense and cold. “What exactly have you heard them say?” he asked the guard through gritted teeth. The guard hesitated for a second, before giving in. “They are planning to leave in case we actually get attacked.” What?!” The king bellowed angrily as he stomped toward the guard. The guard flinched back, but continued speaking. “They are saying we're doomed! That they will never see our kingdo

She wanted to witness his declaration as king and the response of the people. Soon the royal carriage rode into the town square accompanied by three other carriages carrying people Kailani didn’t know and came to a stop right before the large podium set out for the king to climb on at the centre of the square. The guard opened the carriage and Elliott stepped down and made his way to the podium, guarded by three King’s guards. Although they looked like the king’s guards, these king’s guards didn’t wear the same armour the king’s guard of Xavier wore. While the king guard who defended and protected the alpha, King Xavier wore gold on their shoulders, these wore

he laughs malevolently. Only his guards from the Caelum are standing beside him, those are the only people he trusts. They are about a hundred in the palace and all have a brown colouration on their iron armour. However, only a dozen are standing by him. "Bring me their fucken head army. Be fast about it!" he orders one of his men, he rushes out and gets back immediately. "Sir, you ask for me?" Sir Rocky walks in with a fierce look. "Haha, bold! I love that" the King grins maliciously while getting up from where he's seated.

Her long hair was made into a small messy bun. She smiled as she looked at her reflection. At least he knows which color suits her and has some taste in clothes. While she was admiring her reflection and thinking that she looked quite beautiful today, the guard outside her chamber announced the arrival of the King. She quickly stood and went towards the door, stopping when she saw the King approaching. He was wearing a royal king's outfit with a royal crown. He looked like a Greek God who had just come from heaven. Victoria could say that she had never seen a man like him in her life.

He stopped and stared at the man as he walked up to her and said, "The king would like to retire for the night. He wishes that you join him." Mason walked back to Kathy, held her hand, and looked at the guard, saying, "She's with me. She's my girlfriend, so, what you want is not possible." The guard frowned and replied, "It's an order from the king." Mason dismissed it, saying, "I do not care." The guard turned and walked away. Kathy stared at him in surprise and then back at Mason, saying, "I can't believe this. You were not kidding when you said that the king would..."