Novel & Cerita The Queen They Buried

She was playing for the crown, the one they had buried her for. "Alaric," she whispered to the empty room. "I hope you enjoyed your peace. Because I’m coming for everything."

Just above and to the left of her collarbone, on her exposed fair skin, two marks stood out starkly—one a bruise, the other a love bite—both purple and blue. “Ah…” Oh no! Sarah panicked and looked down. The traces of their lovemaking were painfully obvious beneath her collar. If anyone noticed what had happened to her, they’d have to be a complete fool. She couldn’t explain it—and she wouldn’t. Sarah’s delicate lips parted and closed, but in the end, she clamped them shut, saying nothing. Seeing Sarah’s silence, Adrian’s eyes darkened, flashing with a dangerous glint. He stared at the two marks, as if trying to burn them away.

The castle ground became a blood puddle that night. The next morning, The Luna queen Dowager ordered for the bodies Of the servant that had littered the castle to be put together and set on fire including Luna Queen Qetiyah's body but the king refused and begged that Qetiyah get a befitting burial. "Mother, you can't do this to Qetiyah. Let's us bury her please." He begged but it was in vain as the Queen dowager talked him out of it. "If words get out about the bride dying in the Royal castle, it will become a bad omen for the royal family and evil rumors will spread amongst the villagers. No one needs to know about Qetiyah."

"Can you imagine! The surprise in the narrative was so incredible, and the way in which you removed the plot armor from the woman who believed she was the female protagonist was just so good!! It's not that Esme didn't appreciate the book; it's just that once Emma started talking about it, she couldn't stop, and all Esme could do was listen to someone else go on and on about it. When do you plan on releasing the new season two content for the other book? You know, the one called Reborn Queen?" "Reborn Queen?." Esme inquired with astonishment. If Emma is thinking that she has authored a book with the title "Reborn Queen," she must be mistaken. "Are you trying to tell me that you have complete

“That’s how long it took for the world to tell me you were dead.” I watch the corner of her mouth tighten, her chin lift in defiance. She doesn’t move toward me. Not yet. “And you believed them?” I ask. Her gaze flickers — hurt, fury, disbelief, all buried beneath the steel of a queen. “I buried you, Luca. I lit a candle for your soul and burned every man who said your name after.” My chest tightens, but I swallow it down. Emotion is weakness in our world. “You shouldn’t have buried me, amore. You should’ve waited.”

"Do you know who Marcus is? He's the youngest Underboss in Castillo family history! You, an adopted daughter from the Vincent family, what right do you have to refuse him?" "Right?" While she was speaking, I had already taken off the gown I'd just put on. "Victoria, tell Marcus that while the Vincent family may not be as established as the Castillos, we are not to be trampled on." Seeing my actions, Victoria frowned. "Where do you think you're going? The wedding is about to start!" I scoffed. "At this point, what's the point of getting married?" I turned, picked up my clutch, and walked toward the door.

They're whispering and chattering, like a swarm of bees buzzing around my ears. "Regina," one of them says. "We need to show you something." I hesitate, unsure if I want to listen to them. But they're persistent, and before I know it, I'm caught up in their words and images. They take me back to a memory I thought I'd buried long ago. I see Angie, my former best friend, standing by the lake with Dean, the boy I had a crush on. They're laughing and joking around, but something about their interaction makes me feel uneasy.

"I know you'll make a great king, Henry, but behind every great king is an even greater queen." I sighed, the expectations of royal lineage pressing upon me. "I know, Dad, and Mum was a great queen. She still is, and I want to marry a woman just like her." "I'm glad." As he walked toward me, the familial bond between us echoed through the room. I stood up, and we shared a hug, the regal ambiance providing a backdrop to the intimate moment. Walking him to the door, I opened it for him, watching as he made his way back to his Rolls Royce, which awaited him in the yard.

“We may have put together that part, we think it is related to the exchange of power and Quai and Ryn’s new initiatives they are putting into effect.” “Ah, an oldie but a goodie.” The Queen says with a nod. Apparently that was a common thing. “With that in mind then, I think we can narrow our list down from anyone that would be an obvious supporter of the new generation’s changes.” Olina says as she takes one group of papers stapled together and throws it down onto the floor in the middle of us. The Queen and Lana search through their stacks and do the same. “Alright, next marker for us to weed out?” Lana asks Quai.

Evan says, echoing his mates' words and making Jess laugh. "We definitely need to plan an epic way to announce the rebirth of the Queen," Jess says, making Odett giggle again. "Okay, y'all are being dramatic," I say as I roll my eyes at them. "No, ma'am! You aren't being dramatic enough." Evan says, letting out a laugh at my denial. "This is a big deal. Right now, everyone is mourning the loss of their Queen. Do you understand how big of a celebration it will be when they realize you are still alive?"