The Last Kingdom: Aethelstan Novels & Stories

“You always cared, Luca. You just forgot how to admit it.” He reached for her hand, kissing it. “Then remind me.” For a fleeting moment, it was just them — two souls lost in the ashes of what they built. But the crown pulsed again, and the warmth between them turned cold. Cassian’s Discovery Hours later, Cassian returned from the archives with an ancient record. The hologram showed the last known bearer of the crown — Queen Aelira of the First Bloodline. She’d ended her reign not with war — but by tearing her own heart from her body to seal the crown’s hunger.

He was trying to use his sorcery but was restrained by the magic of the chains, long forged. "The last peach blossom is you, my king. The last son, the last alpha. If you fall, autumn will be the ruin of your kingdom," he revealed. I held my breath. "Who came to see me?" he teased, smiling. "It does not matter, Majesty. Just an old friend who still cares about me." And with that, I understood. I was the last peach blossom. The last king. Enemies were attacking because they knew that, after me, there would be no other.

“He is a king now. A dangerous one.” Vivian’s eyes flicked toward him. “You think I don’t know that?” “I think you underestimate what he will do to protect his throne.” Her lips pressed together. “Please,” Gennado added, and the word sounded heavier than it should have coming from a man like him. “Respect his wish so you don’t get yourself burned in the war.” Vivian let out a short breath that carried no humor. “Burned?” she repeated. Her gaze hardened.

conscience. “We’ve met crazier and more vengeful humans. Doesn’t explain this… soft-hearted thinking,” Karl replied, saying it like my soft heart was a foreign, disgusting concept. “Can you both stop speaking like I’m not here?” I nearly rolled my eyes, but Landon staring heavily at me like I was an enigma made me nervous. “See to it that this never happens again, Landon,” the king said, his tone becoming stern and his sight never leaving mine. “If there’s ever a next time, I will make them beg for death’s release.”

Nathan is here to take care of everything, it's not over until Aron is caught. Henry anxiously returned to the barracks to see Eric reassured, seeing that he still hadn't woken up. Henry quickly cleaned himself up and went back to sit next to Eric, the big tiger still sitting next to his master. The doctor quickly went in to give the medicine to Henry, he wanted to give it to Eric himself. After two days of the total settlement, the Stephan Kingdom finally collapsed. The remaining three kingdoms willingly surrendered Stephan's Kingdom to Henry's Kingdom. Everyone also started to clean up and return to their Kingdom.

his voice was loud and clear like any ruler would speak and the rest of the crowd of thousands of people repeated after him. Raya, also murmured, "All hail to King Edward!" Taking a deep breath, he began, "People of Thralia! This realm...this kingdom is for all of us. There is no difference between you and me. And as a Prince, I am responsible for the attack, therefore, I, Prince Nathan Blackmark, the last of the Blackmarks and the only son of King Edward pledges me condolences to those who lost their loved ones." "We have lost our brothers, our sisters, mothers, fathers and our children. And I endorse that I will take revenge! Whatever it takes!"

He held me with red eyes and said, "The person I care about most is you. Vivian has no family behind her, and she has trauma. I just pity her. I'm helping her." I believed him. Looking back, I was an idiot. Friendship was their cleanest cover. Protection was the prettiest excuse for betrayal. At ten, my father's underboss knocked. "Miss Rossi, the Council wants every heir at the old chapel to confirm their trial seals. Last step before the list locks." I changed into black and went. Countless alliances had been sworn there under stained glass saints, roses, and guns. Beside the DeLuca seat was an empty chair. It had always been mine.

Guiding them. Showing the way. Then they entered a massive corridor. Ancient banners hung from the walls. Most were torn. Destroyed. But Lily could still see the kingdom's symbol. A crown surrounded by blue flames. Then another explosion shook the city. Louder this time. Then Ava looked through a broken window. And gasped. Everyone rushed over. Then they saw it. The battle. God. The battle. The Last King stood atop a ruined tower. His spear blazing. His warriors fighting below.

they exclaimed as they looked at him, stunned. "Yes. And this kingdom..." Hierro said and looked at them all. "... the last kingdom... will be a kingdom no more, since – " he said and looked at Laggas. " – the last kingdom, remaining kingdom, for this country will be the East kingdom." he told them. Everyone’s faces paled in horror. The West Kingdom will be under attack and be destroyed in one week. "'Prophetic dream', or vision, whatever it is." Hail spoke amidst the silence.

“Your Majesty, I have news from the Erena kingdom, sir.” Senya looks at us both then at the young squire, short dark brown hair around 5’3 with a face of a young child. “Be out with it Chandler, obviously it’s important if you are this frantic.” Senya replies. “Right, ahem.” He cleared his throat before opening the scroll preparing to read it. “To the king of the Alastia kingdom, I am declaring war upon your country and will continue to take your people and do as I please with them, without further-adieu, sleep with one eye open, we are always watching.” Chandler slowly brought the scroll away from his face as he made eye contact with me blubbering who it’s from. “Declaration by King M-Mave