Throne Room Undertale Novels & Stories

Time slowed as her heart rate increased. In her vision, the golden interior of the throne was woven into threads that could potentially be tied around her throat. Willow stood in the middle of the room, not to be scrutinized in this manner. The golden throne room exuded an aura of opulence and grandeur. The walls were adorned with intricate golden filigree, depicting mythical creatures and elaborate patterns that catch the light and cast a warm, inviting glow. The centerpiece of the room was a majestic golden throne, elevated on a dais and embellished with precious gemstones. Its tall backrest is adorned with golden motifs, creating a sense of authority and power.

Females were set apart from males, and unfortunately, only Zelda's and Anne's number matched. Tristan breathed in and out to calm himself down after that surprise encounter as he face the door before him. His eyes are dead tired from the eventful day he has gone through. He also misses his siblings so bad and couldn't help be feel worried about them. As he open the door, he was welcomed by the pleasant scent of air which could have sourced from the candles or flowers that are placed everywhere. The space is wide and well-decorated, and a few meters from his feet, he can already see the four beds provided for him and his three other roommates, which he hopes will not be difficult to deal with

My friends certainly have been busy while I was gone. Thorn drops us off at the gate of the glass castle and then flies away again looking for his dragon mate. Guards in front of the castle immediately go out of the way when they see me. I feel a bit surprised that they know who I am. We walk into the first room which is the throne room. There is a big table in the middle with a little copy of the city and strategic pieces. I see the back of a woman with long blond hair, Julias, Holly, and Zeus.

she squeaked out. The prince stepped into the room connected to the terrace. Leila followed and wondered what kind of place he had brought her to. It was a grand bedchamber, dimly-lit with candles placed here and there. Thick rugs were strewn about the amethyst floor, and the walls were lined with dragon totems. An enormous bed was placed at the center of the room. To her right, there was a gigantic bathroom with a pool-sized bath, separated itself by a thin screen made of white marble. To her left, a walk-in closet as large as Leila’s old room was hidden at the end of a long hall, and that’s where Thorn was waiting.

I moved with the others, as if riding a current, past the guards and through the open double doors. There was no mistaking this room was the throne room. The moment I entered, I was struck with pure opulence. Gold wallpaper, deep purple carpet, crystal chandeliers, and a raised dais in the rear, complete with an ornate, massive throne. Atop the throne sat the man I’d interacted with in his bedroom. Chris Lupton, the shifter king, himself. I scanned the room, hoping to catch a glimpse of Spencer, Malcom or Star. In all the crowd, they should be easy to find. None of us had been in formal dress and I wasn’t seeing anyone who stood out.

He seemed upset. “What, you mean your highness,” I said, mocking him as he narrowed his eyes at me. I gave him a bright smile with my innocent eyes that probably looked scary. He shook his head and pointed to the door. I pulled up the map in my head, seeing where we were. “That is the throne room,” I said out with him nodding his head and walking through the large golden doors. The sound echoed as we walked through. It was so beautiful. The ceiling was painted with wolves and forests. Two large golden chairs sat on a raised platform. There was nothing besides that. The room was so large, no light streaming in, only that from the beautiful lights.

He approached the throne and undid the knots that held his robe in lace behind his back. The saints ran to him and grabbed it when it dropped to the ground, preventing it from touching the floor. As he watched Jrue pull Lora to him, he sat in the middle of the throne, FIVE YEARS AGOTyndale entered the castle, his gaze drawn to the magnificent art of architecture. He walked through the throne chamber, the tips of his fingertips scraping against the banquet table in the room's center. Charger, Raider, and Lancer, the three saints, trailed behind.

We went to the top floor; Torey had explained that he had a spare bedroom opposite his. "You and Luara can have this room," Torey offered as he opened the bedroom door, gesturing for me to walk in. I carried a sleeping Luara into bed and tucked her in as Torey watched on. His body never moving from the doorway, I looked up and gave him a small smile. "You can stay in here or wonder about the pack house, if you like. I've got to make an important phone call, but I'll be back within an hour."

--The Nydisian Kingdom, Eraregord, Royal Academy-- Courtesy of Lucian, who had gone back to the castle two days, he had Llewellyn organize and go through the participants of the tournament, leaving Katherine in Llewellyn's care until he returned. Katherine, however, was partially glad she didn't have to see or speak with Lucian for some time. She walked into the private dining hall that was on a higher floor than the main dining hall. The sun shone through the large glass montage and glowed up the entire private room.

I nod "Thank you your majesty, I will keep you updated" We are escorted to the oracles home. Once there, the guards leave us. I go to knock the yellow cottages door. However, Thorne just walks in. For the son of a Queen, he has no manners. It may look like a quaint cottage on the outside but inside, it's large. Through the sheer fabric hanging from the ceiling like a wall. We see the outlines of several naked bodies. Thorne peels the curtain back. A full blown orgy is taking place before us and I feel very overdressed. "Whoah" Arlo says mouth hanging open, unbuttoning his shirt. We don't need to look to know, Dante is slapping the back of his head.