The King's Novelas e Histórias

" Sorry for keeping you waiting the king will be with you shortly ,He had an important meeting to attend , But please feel free to place your order and I will have it delivered to you right away " " Oh no thank you am fine " how can I take anything, When I don't even know if the king will ask for my head and besides this is the first time in my life am coming face to face with the king ,I really don't know my fate ,So I decided to say a short prayer in my heart . " Dear Zeus, I know am a crazy child but please don't let me die for what I know nothing about , At least guard me just this once please "

"I'm dying to hear it." "And I want her..." He stopped and silenced them. "Marlo, the kids..." Dax said in alarm. The King glanced at his wife and motioned Levitra to come over as he bobbed his head once. "Hold my arms," he ordered, and they materialized inside the chamber. Dax also showed up with the three little boys. "My princes, take care of your Mommy," The King said. "No one will go out, all right?" "Yes, Daddy," Zachary nodded. "There are too many black mediate around the ship..."

I have a way of getting whatever I want. ... [clearly. even if it is stupid things that you want] ... I ignore her once again. Heavy breaths leave my lips as I approach the Palace. The King’s Castle wasn’t hard to find. The minute I walked through the gates, I had gotten a clear sight of the King’s Palace. The King’s Palace stood like a great black sentinel on a massive cliff overlooking the entire Kingdom. I assume that if the Vampire King — King Darius — stood by his window, he will be able to see the people and what they were doing miles away.

- a merman who was on guard, says. - I'll talk to him. - the princess replies, with a mysterious look. She takes Ryan to the king's presence. He was a big man with white hair, who didn't let his age be guessed. He was marching from left to right and when he saw his daughter, he shifted and swam at full speed towards her. Ryan can't help but laugh when the king grabs his daughter by the ear and scolds her. - Melody, how many times have I told you not to intervene with human things? Do you want to put the pod at risk?

Kane asked, twirling his wine glass without looking at King. “What?” King’s tone was playful and mischievous, unlike his usual cold and stoic demeanor. Kane turned to face him, once again struck by his eyes. He was furious but knew better than to lash out. “How does it feel, enjoying a company you stole and living with the hideous things you’ve done?” His voice dripped with sarcasm. His anger had never faded after all these years, and his goal remained unchanged—he wanted the man before him to suffer.

The king didn’t just get people’s attention; he took over the room without saying a word. “King Aldrich,” Kenneth was quick to take Freya’s hand and welcome the monarch at the door. “This is my wife, Freya King. Freya, King Liam Aldrich Velmora.” “Oh, that’s right. His Highness has the same name as Kenneth’s cousin,” Freya noted. “So I’ve heard,” the king said with a smile. “Sorry, I arrived late. I had matters of the state to attend to.” Freya shook the king’s hand, saying, “It’s really an honor to meet you.”

Comfortable chairs sat beside a roaring fireplace. The room felt untouched by time. I moved toward my favorite reading corner. Then stopped. A familiar figure sat beside the window. Silas. Of course. The future king was already awake. A stack of documents rested beside him. Several maps covered the table. Political reports. Military briefings. Kingdom business. Yet somehow he still looked calm. Like the weight of an entire nation wasn't sitting on his shoulders. His silver eyes lifted from the papers. The moment he saw me, his expression softened.

Now I understood. *** “What? Are you serious?” Kaiyahv’s brows were drawn together as her older brother continued to tell her a secret, about the King. “Yes. Why would I lie to you? I witnessed it with my own two eyes! And I heard it clearly from his very own mouth. The King is not our real King. The real King is imprisoned in his Creyer that he always carries around. But you have to keep this as a secret or our lives will be in danger!” “But… does Daenza know about this?”

Once again, I glanced at my people and I knew the answer. “A king is a servant of its people.” Claps and praises echoed in the hall. They weren’t expecting that answer from me. The world referred King as ruler. In my opinion, the ruling meant controlling and showing dominance. I wasn’t that kind of king nor did I want to be. King is the one who serves, not rule. Growing up, I was told that true king nurtures, protects and defends its people. That was exactly what I wanted to be. A true king.

the king replied as he rose to his feet. “But, boss,” one of the men protested, “we did exactly what you wanted us to do.” The king was having none of it. He yelled at him to shut his mouth and not say anything else. Judy noticed the revolver protruding from his pants pockets as he passed past her. She realised right then and there that he had to be careful with her words, or else she'd die. The king requested that his staff assist him in escorting the men outside. Judy was certain of what would happen next, and she also knew that if she offended the King, she would face a similar destiny.