Novel & Cerita The King’s Chosen Bride

I retorted before standing up, taking the whisky that had just arrived, and offering him a smile. He must have had an idea that I was referring to his daughter Amaya, so he looked at me with anger. I left him there, alone with his thoughts. The curious thing was, I never thought that I'd call for a test of loyalty that would involve marrying one of his daughters. So, as if the most delicious plans were beginning to form in my mind, I scheduled a series of meetings for the next three weeks to get to know them all and choose a bride who suited me.

Selene waved through the carriage window, though all that could be seen was her hand in a delicate glove. "The bride has arrived!" One of the guests inside the Cathedral announced, and Frederick's heart skipped a beat. The Marquis stood by his side and tapped him lightly on the shoulder, giving him support and strength. The king's gaze was focused on the great doors, the wait to see Selene enter seemed eternal and as much as the Queen and her sister looked radiant, they were not the woman he wanted to see. The little pages came in, the whole court and finally, there she was... His Selene.

They were all dressed for the occasion. “Greetings, your highness,” lady Rosa was the first to speak. She could not take her eyes off the king. If beauty was a person then it should be this man standing in front of him. “Greetings,” the king replied, with his eyes on his grandmother. He wondered if she came to give her blessing or she was going to walk him down the aisle. “are you going to take me to the altar?” “Is that not a bride thing?” Percival asked as he picked the pair of shoes to the king.

Everyone immediately looked forward to the sound of the King's voice when he continued speaking. “It was already chosen for me. I am not taking a chosen mate; I have a goddess-given one. My people,” Ezra said as he began kneeling. Roman's heart pounds against his chest, and his lip trembles as he watches the king kneel before him as if he were something special. “I choose my fated mate, Roman, to be my queen, if he'll have me. Tell me, my little dragon, will you be my queen?” Roman's breath stuttered as he sucked a breath in.

He'd grown pretty well to know his capabilities and how to get what he wanted. “I will go.” Felix said, “Before.. you wanted to me lead with a queen and I'm going to get her now.” The king thought about it before sighing. “I'm afraid you can't choose a bride anymore. You only have one option. Marry the princess of France.” Felix furrowed his eyebrows in confusion, “B-but that's not what you said.” “What I said doesn't matter, what matters is you'll be king and the princess of France, your queen.”

At that stage of the examination many women had been eliminated and unfortunately for Ezra, she had not been among them. In the end there was a select group, about 300 women. From that moment the selection depended on the king, his mother and the sympathy he felt with the woman. And of course the family to which the future wife belonged played a very important role. Ezra watched as his other companions presented themselves to the king, some were mostly selected by the empress dowager, who took into account the beauty and family status. The king declined offers if the woman was not to his liking. Shortly afterwards her friend Badar showed up and after a few tense moments, the king selected he

Now it makes sense where he gets it from. After the death of his mother, when he was only fifteen, his father remarried twice after that before dying of liver failure at the age of 78, leaving him and his stepmother, stepbrother, and sister. Soon after that, he was crowned king and married Julie Worthington, the Duchess of Marlboro, after years of trying, they had their first son Henry William and then three years later they had Christopher James. In 2015, a new law was passed that once a royal king has reached the age of fifty, the throne has to be passed down to the oldest son. Four years later Henry was crowned and had to marry before his coronation which is set to happen in 4 months' tim

I let go of her neck, red angry mark forms but soon clears off immediately as she heals. I move back to my seat but she doesn’t move, I ignore her and go back to my work. “Is she that important to you that you would actually lay your hands on me.” I don’t reply. It was useless to reply to Selene, she was offered to me by her father who is a council member. That was after I first lost my mate. He said he didn’t want me to be alone but I know his aim was to make her queen so he would join the royal court.

The light fell on Nina and Henry like a bridal magazine cover. When I was a child, playing wedding games, I used to envy the girl who got to be the bride. When I met Henry, I thought I would finally get to be one. I poured myself into this wedding. I was careful about everything. It felt like the only proof that I deserved to be the center of something. I did not expect to end up outside the frame again. I brought Nina because she was the closest person to me. And a wedding dress fitting was serious. There could only be one bride in the photos. I was the bride.

Then I heard something that stopped my breath entirely. "I want to choose a bride who can sit beside me and rule," the king said, his expression turning serious in a way that made the whole garden seem to still. "Since the Goddess has decided to leave me without a mate, I have no choice left. There is no strong Alpha without one — not truly. A king without a mate is a kingdom without a foundation." He wanted a bride? Wasn't every Lycan destined to find one, bound by fate itself? I'd always believed the old stories — that every wolf walked toward a mate they were always meant to find, the way rivers walked toward the sea.