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Yes, my king", she gently replied. She's so calm when dealing with the king. "I was told you're my son's mate", he said. Is that true? With a smile on her face, she replied. "Yes, my king." This is not our first meeting. I hope you remember that," the king said. "Yes, my king," Ava responded. I'm sorry for the last time. I'm deeply sorry and I hope you will forgive me. I never meant to question your authority", she apologized. Ava apologized to the king, but he was still not satisfied.

Anwir lunged from his horse to Zaro holding his Adamantite sword straight to his neck stopping him from walking, holding his hand up in defense. "I command and you to stop the darkness and being back the light before you get hurt any more innocent creatures." Anwir said in the gasp of him. I thought about the situation, if I'm right Anwir is The King. King of all creature kind he’s— oh man he’s Lavender dad, oh no. He fell into the trap.

Roen asked looking at how disheveled the king looked like and blood stains were seen on his cloak he wore. "My Kingdom was attacked by a man who called himself Lucifer. He was with Rae the mermaid girl, though she didn't join in the attack. He warned me to take my remaining people out of my Kingdom or else we will die like others. I have taken my remaining people to the cave behind my Kingdom and asked them to stay there while I come here to inform you." King Davea explained. "We fought with Skeletons, real Skeletons." He added.

I just nodded and then smiled. "Thank you, Kim." I said. She just smiled. He bowed again before leaving. His exact departure was the shout of the guard. "The royal families has arrived!" We stood up straight. The first carriage that entered has a shape of a water droplet. When it stopped, I approached it to open the door for them. When I opened the door, the first person to come out is the king of the Aqua kingdom, King Arno. I bowed my head. He just nodded.

They encouraged their kids even until the very end. "You shouldn't stay away too long, though." King Terranean threw away the stem of his finished apple. "Princess Ava has grown into a merbabe. If you stay away for too long someone else might snatch her up." Martin groaned. "Stop talking like that. Aren't you supposed to be a King?" The King laughed. "King sming, who cares. You shouldn't be so embarrassed, brother. You are at the age to mate. Aren't you not?"

Ava responded, putting on her top as she sat down properly. “So let's just assume there’s a prophecy that a king would be born but he would not be born in the palace. So let's say I am the king but I was not born by the queen, and my actual mother was a slave in the palace and so was my father! But someone killed both of them then I was adopted by the current king as his son, well I was supposed to be the king's son that will be born from someone else! So do you understand?”. Lucian asked, staring at Ava. “Did you listen to yourself at all, I do not understand at all!”. She said, confusion written all over her face. “I don’t know how you will take this but I am not a human!”.

Unnatural. Then the king arrived. He was massive. Cloaked in gold and crimson robes, a curved blade at his hip. A heavy crown of thorns and metal rested on his brow, and his gaze was like winter—cold, ruthless, final. The crowd bowed as he approached. Matteo didn’t. He was too stunned. The king raised a hand. Silence swept the courtyard. "Intruder," the king said, his voice deep and layered with a strange accent. "You step foot in the sacred land of Virenkai. You hold a cursed map. You desecrate our seal."

King Avalor Hilda is such a pretty stubborn lady. Unfortunately, I can’t get her out of my mind. We have stood in here for over 20 minutes, not talking to each other. I wouldn’t want Lucas and whoever he called his Boss to meet us here. I am now more than ready to unmask whoever is working with Lucas to kill me. I am the Lycan King of my kingdom, and now more than ever, I will be taking revenge on all those who tried to kill me.

The man whose face I had just beheld in awe is none other than the King of Utrif. My mate is the ruler of a realm where rogues like me are branded as criminals, hunted and despised. Noah lifts one brow—a picture of complete and utter nonchalance. "I'm—" a rogue. He's the king. This can't be. There has to be a mistake. His arms are crossed. "Yes?" I shake my head and turn to glass wall. The moment I reach the end I realise I have no lungs. No breathes. There is no air.

"Ruel, please be mine," the king moaned as he tried to kiss me for the tenth time. I'm finding it harder and harder to stay away from you "He sighed. I was eating quickly because I wanted to finish dinner quickly so I could go back to my tent. I was done with that Drakkon king. I told him, "I have a price, and if you don't want to pay it, you can't have me." I crossed my hands on my chest and leaned back. At this point, the Drakkon king was so annoying that I wanted to hit him.