Valyria Language Mga Nobela at Kwento

"My light is a weapon, not a hearth. You must find the strength in your own blood. We are the Covenant. We carry our own heat." "You sound like her, you know," Lord Valerius said, appearing from the hatch of the transport. He was shivering, his regal face pale and drawn. "The way you speak of 'strength' and 'blood.' It’s the language of the palace, Sofia. You’re losing the dialect of the kitchen."

VALENTINA “Who's this?” His deep voice echoed in my ears again, flinching something within me. Even Kira raised her head, her eyes focused. “Um-uh, I am Valentina Rodriguez, from Ebonn Moon Clan, a pack in the southern Kingdom. I am calling the council on behalf of Alpha Victor Rodriguez to complain about a situation.” I introduced myself, explaining why I called. "I see," came his voice. It was so calm, as though he wasn't using any strength to speak, but the depth of his voice touched my bones deeply.

However, I kept quiet and watched and eventually took a glass of water and gulped it down my throat. Annoyingly, she turned back. It was at that point that Alpha Kelly heard her footsteps and raised his head; before he could say a word, she disappeared out of sight. “W..wh..is she?” I eventually found myself asking him. “You don't have to worry about her. What is your name?” he asked, staring into my eyes. “Valera!” I responded in a low, soft voice. “Do you care for a glass of wine?” he asked to reach out to one of the big bottles of colored red water.

, she added with a disturbing smile on her face. “I don't care about whatever you have to say ma'am. Why….. are …..you…here?", Sera replied, making sure she stressed her last words intentionally and moving closer to her. “Ma'am", she scoffed, “you don't even know the name of your mother", she added. “Well……my name is Valthera”, she said and spread her hands funnily like she was enjoying whatever she's doing in here. " Thanks for the information but no one asked for that”, I said and opened the door slightly. " You should leave now”,I added slowly.

a small, calm voice echoed from the pavilion entrance. Caelum and Lyra turned. Young Prince Valen stood at the edge of the tent, his small hands glowing not with white solar light, nor with black shadow fire, but with a mesmerizing, swirling combination of both—a perfect, harmonious Eclipse flame. Valen walked over to a shattered chunk of grey ice that was slowly trying to reassemble itself. He crouched down, placing his glowing, dual-elemental hand over the ice.

Val even showed her fangs playfully, which made everyone laugh. “You’re disgusting!” Damona and Demonise both said with a grimace. Laughter echoed throughout the entire venue as my sisters started bickering playfully. “Your sisters are so lively,” Azrael said with a smile. I hummed with a smile on my lips. I overheard Val still making Drelix call her Valkyrie. I know why Val acted like this. It’s because she’s pregnant, but the bump isn’t visible yet. Damona and Helix proceed with their vows.

I pressed down harder to make it stop. ‘You’re hesitating,’ Valerius observed. ‘I’m not—“ ‘You are,’ he argued, though his voice remained calm. ‘And I am here to tell you that Kylan Lythoria of Lyperia does not hesitate.’ I clenched my jaw. ‘I have watched you grow,’ he went on. ‘I know your strength, what you are capable of, and I know you can contain him.’ A few more breaths escaped me. He was doing the same thing he had done during the crown battle, and that hadn’t ended well for either of us.

Stand and defend yourselves. Draevyn parted his lips to speak— But Kaelani was faster. She closed the distance in a single breath. Her voice, low and fluent, slid like a blade through the air as she answered in Vaelorin: “Valen’tir vesari nënthar venos, kael’ythar morathi unsanctia, Andar’vel en croven… etha’var, etha’vorn.” (You fed on vengeance without consent, shaped death without sanction,

“W-we-“ “Let me make something clear.” Her voice emitting a sinister tone. “You touch my friend; you say one more word to her and I will rip out your organs one by one.” “W-we are sorry, so sorry.” A string of apologies flies out their mouth. “You will never come here again, if I fucking see you – I will cut out your tongues and make you swallow it.” Valeria threatened coldly, “Do you understand?” “She’s humans.” One blurts out. “How can you-“

He patted his chest proudly. Bast laughed. Sobering as he explained. “She claims to be a valkyrie. I’ll be researching what that is.” *** “I’d thought that’s what she looked like.” Chavias looked impressed then his expression turned to a frown. “Best assure she eats.” Bast looked at him askance. “I believe a valkyrie must regularly eat to maintain its energy, if I recall correct.” “How in Ardae would you know that?” “My friends-and enemies are far reaching. I’ve learned much over the centuries.”