Treasure Goblin Throne And Liberty Novels & Stories

"I'll help you. Together, we can uncover the truth and stop the chaos from spreading." With their newfound alliance, Aric, Kaida, Selene, and their companions set out on a perilous journey to infiltrate the heart of the rebellion. Along the way, they encountered numerous challenges, from treacherous terrain to deadly beasts. As they delved deeper into the rebellion's stronghold, they began to uncover a complex web of deceit, with clues pointing to a powerful figure operating in the shadows. The further they progressed, the more apparent it became that the rebellion and the quest for the Sapphire Crown were indeed connected.

She could run, but she couldn’t hide forever. “I doubt you know the power you hold Liberty. But if you do, I hope you enjoy it while it lasts. Because I am coming for you” I didn’t have time for my brainless pawns. I had plans to execute. Plans that would bring me power and wealth. I would stop at nothing to get it. I deserved it, because it should have been my right. They all feared the gifted and tried to eradicate them. The idiots didn’t realise the power they were passing up. Their stupidity was my gain. These people are so desperate now they are willing to sell their soul to me for any price. They are putty in my hands. I will find the source of their power and I will take it. I then wi

I smiled inwardly at the throne & thought that Evie was very lucky to have such a beautiful chair that was happy to see its master. We approached the throne and I gawked at its beauty once more in full detail. Evie must have saw me eyeing her chair because she twirled her finger and magically placed me in the throne. To my surprise, the throne lit up, exuding yellow & green light from the diamonds that were aligned beside the emeralds; I was amazed while Evie just smiled. I got up from the throne and I could've sworn I heard the chair sigh, so I rubbed it and it glowed again.

**December 14, 2030 – Xibalba, the Throne Cenote** We emerged like comets streaking with purpose. The throne cenote matched her whispered nightmares: walls of dark stone etched with ancient symbols, floor smooth and unyielding, vast space under a starless expanse. Twelve Death lords encircled the center. Celeste knelt there, weakened. The Twin Thunder Crown, restored and radiant, rested upon the Death Lord King’s brow. He mocked her triumphantly. She endured, violet energy flickering from her as the crown drew her strength.

The rule of cardinal chooses the next queen, it's what chose her. Honestly, rumours of a rebellion had been going around but she didn't think it was true. Seeing as she stayed near the countryside she barely had any opportunities to stay up to date with the current affairs. When they had reached the fountain at the center of the maze, Lucian turned to stand in front of her. "The rebellion does not believe in the power of the cardinal. They believe that it's leading the kingdom to disaster and that it's time for new ways. Truth be told the past few queens weren't doing what was best for Nydisia including my mother,"

"Get lost! I'll kill anyone who gets in my way!" Without the need to worry about anything else, Leon let out a cold shout as he charged forward, going straight for the Libertons. "You ignorant buffoon! No matter how powerful your treasure is, it's just an accessory! You plan on going against us with a single treasure. How idiotic!" Crowley let out a sinister laugh, and there was a glint in his eyes. He knew that most treasures were limited in use. Most treasures could only be used three times at most!

"Winson Jones, the head of the Jones family, has come specially to pay a visit after hearing that the Master of Golden Liberty is with the Miller family. "This is a small gift. Please accept it on behalf of the Master of Golden Liberty. "Bring forth the gift. As soon as he said that, everyone immediately looked toward the gift that Winson brought with him. It was a pair of emerald green jade batons, the most amazing thing about them being that they could change colors. "Aren't those the rare treasures that the Jones family spent 105 million dollars to purchase? Mr. Jones, you're giving them to the Master of Golden Liberty? How generous!"

Chapter 87 Germaine had been reminiscing on the vast Goblin hall. No one else in their party knew what she had seen except herself. Zar had taken her to mines that stretched to the center of the earth, vaults of hidden treasures - gems, priceless relics, coin enough to make every citizen in the environs wildly rich. There were markets for trading, stages for plays and reenactments, and underground fields of dirt for growing mushrooms and potatoes with light from shafts in the earth.

His silver hair gleamed as he rose, throwing back his shoulders to fill the cloak. Finn's messy chestnut brown hair fell rakishly over his brow as he scanned the room. The goblins' eyes were still locked with us, caught between awe and caution, but I ignored that. I grinned confidently when I locked onto the empty throne at the far end of the hall, a massive seat carved out of bone and iron, draped in dark crimson furs.

Her Throne has never been shook before. The Third Throne, the West: ruled by Morrigan. She and Akasha are close friends. The second woman in the council. Her feminine rage is not to be tampered with. The Fourth Throne, the south: ruled by Atticus. He's the only friend I have in the council, the only one who's ever shown care and understands the pain I passed through, and certainly the only one who speaks in my favour anytime Marcellus objects me. The ladies are neutral, painfully.