Twisted Wonderland Royal Sword Academy Novels & Stories

We have now entered the Elemental kingdom. The academy is located in the center of the five palaces. The Elemental Kingdom, Fire Kingdom, Wind Kingdom, and Earth Kingdom were the five kingdoms, with the Elemental Kingdom being the most powerful. That's why we got to the Elemental Kingdom so swiftly. Instead of a horse, there was a pegasus running as we exited the carriage. In this world, nothing is normal. Everything is odd. We immediately recognized the Queen and King. They greeted us. We approached them and bowed. They both nodded.

Arthur spoke as he glanced at the bright moon that shone upon them. "There are a few notable people from the magic academy, but then again they wouldn't amount to the new recruits from last year. But news has it that the Royal Academy's student council president is about to participate in the tournament" Lyon replied. The Royal Academy was known to be the main producers of Royal Knights and Frontier Knights. Most students were nobles by birth or lesser nobles who had raised their ranks in society. "I see. But will you be winning the tournament?"

In the center, there was a wide mat spread across the floor. I froze, my stomach twisting. “What is this place?” “Where pawns become queens,” Nikolai replied. He stepped onto the mat, moving with precision and control. Then he pointed at me. “Come here.” I hesitated. “You want me to fight you?” “No,” he replied coolly. “I want you to learn how to survive me. There’s a difference.” Before I could process that, he launched into action. Quick and precise—his hand caught my wrist, twisting it until I stumbled forward, off balance. He didn’t hurt me, but he had complete control.

╭────────── ⋅ ⋅ ✦❘༻༺❘✦⋅ ⋅ ──────────╮ Greetings from the Olympia's Cup, Ruby Fridays. You are cordially invited to join, "The Archer's League," a training group, within the premises of Rozbite Lustro Academy. This is an exclusive group spearheaded by Killian Wilde, a student of the house & honor of Wanderlusters. The members are carefully chosen regardless of honors or houses, and regardless where you came from. The Headmistress noticed your skill with the bow and arrow, within your acts outside the school bounds, and wishes to give you the opportunity to represent your house as the head archer in the upcoming tournament.

That means the registration requires more process. “Let's go inside,” he commanded, walking before me. I followed him at his back, increasing my pace so I could meet up with him. One thing I admired about him was how he walked this fast. The name of the academy was royal delight training academy of Fangspire. It was so big, a four story building coated with gold marbles. I wondered what else they did inside to make it this large, the artistic training academy in Kam kingdom wasn't like this. It was smaller and it was able to contain all our training classes.

“The rules are simple: we can explore any castle, as long as we’re not students of umbra.” Seraphine raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “So, does that mean I can sneak a peek inside your castles too?” Caleb chimed in with a grin. “Yh, of course.” “Come on,” Mina looped her arm through Seraphine’s. Wyverndale girl. Show us your new kingdom.” Seraphine smiled, feeling a little spark of pride. “Alright then. Let’s go.” The Wyverndale Wing stood at the easternmost edge of the academy, high and vast like a castle built into the clouds. The doors were carved from blue-crystal wood, etched with dragons and gusting winds.

This year was supposed to be my last and final year in the HOUSE OF DIVINE RITES before I was supposed to marry Zulu and be done with it. Elio was homeschooling but still we all usually finished school at 17 to 18 and got into war, hospitals, schools, political offices and such. I couldn't fathom what they were still teaching prince Vasska at 20. He sighed, as though speaking to a particularly stupid child. “Queen Nymera and the Council have ordered that you start school with me. At the Bloodwright Academy.” “The what?” I stared at him. “The Bloodwright Academy here at Halomore. It’s where the royals and the purest bloodlines study. You’ll take the placement test tomorrow morning so the peop

The drive to Alex's residence was a peaceful, reflective one. My anxious thoughts were eased by the mellow sound of the engine and the flickering city lights outside. I was safe, and that gave me peace. However, doubts persisted. How could Alex have known that I was outside on my own, vulnerable? I didn't remember him from my wedding. I was astounded by the compound's grandeur as soon as we got to his house. Encircled by towering trees and perfectly trimmed lawns, the expansive estate covered several acres. Warm lighting glistened on the main house, a gorgeous modern villa.

The academy wards flickered in unison, gold light stuttering across the towers as if the entire structure had briefly forgotten how to hold itself together. For the first time since its founding, the Royal Magic Academy reacted to something it was never built to acknowledge.

Al of them razor sharp and ready to be picked up and used by the students, most of whom took exceptional pride in showing off their prowess with the sharp, pointed edges. The weapons were one of the ways in which Mythos Academy was anything but normal. I reached for my sword, which was stil wobbling back and forth, reminding me of my old piano teacher's metronome slowly ticking from side to side. I reached down, but before I could tug the sword out of the mat a round silver bulge on the hilt snapped open, revealing a narrowed, angry eye. “Has anyone ever told you how beautiful you are?”