Was Viserys A Good King Novels & Stories

"He took everything from people who were better than him, and he’s been smiling ever since while they rotted in the dirt. But the sun is going down on his empire. Tomorrow, he’s going to find out that the 'weak' have very, very long memories. And they don't stay weak forever." Rhys studied me for a long, heavy beat. For a second, I felt a pulse of genuine, uncharacteristic empathy from him—a flicker of a man who realized he was standing in the presence of a pain he couldn't comprehend. But then he shook it off, his duty as a King reasserting itself as he turned back to the map.

His expression did not change in the slightest, as if what I just said was a plain lie that he would not deign to believe. “Do you really think that I would believe you?” His low voice teeming with coldness rang in my ears as I blankly looked up at him. Varyan Ley Valerius, the third grandson of the current Valerius king, and the grand heir chosen once his father sits on the throne. I have heard countless stories about him, and about his reputation as one of the devils that you would never want to oppose in the Rogue kingdom. I have imagined his menacing and monstrous appearance, but I never thought that he would look like this.

'No, this is real,' he exclaimed. Yes, I plan to make my intentions known in the forest. I feel something for her. Is she the chosen one from the bloodline to be my queen? Queen of the Iron Throne? He strolled past the maid quarters and into the royal Court, exchanging pleasantries with his council. The man holds out a white sheet of paper written in black. Kohl nods and accepts it. "Awesome," he says after reviewing the names on the list.

And people find him very revolting and very inapproachable But these were the thoughts of the clans or packs that have chosen Theo. They see the character of his father in him, the Late Alpha Gilgamesh Darius.he was the best representation of a ruler, protector and leader that will guide them. He was neither cruel nor greedy of sorts. But he wasn't perfect, he lacked care for himself that lead to his demise. He was too giving too kind. He knew it too. But he did all he could and that itself earns the right to rule.

But at least you can understand me. “To answer your question, I would never work for a King like Sven,” he replies earnestly, crossing his hands behind his back again. “While I have personal reasons not to, I also think he has not been a good King. Since his ascension to the throne, the only thing he is known for, besides the fall of Eris's wall, is instilling fear into his own people. He is a tyrant. A King is meant to be for the people, a leader, and not a tyrant. It is about time someone stands up against him.” I take in his words, analyzing his posture. He’s convincing, and a part of me wants to believe him. But the cautious side of me is already calculating my exit routes in case this i

King Leferve Von Vendela was, without question, the cruelest and most dangerous vampire king of his time, his reign a dark and chilling chapter in the vampire realm's storied history. Rhysand just watched the little woman filling her eyes as she read along the words written under the portrait with all seriousness. ".....Legends spoke of his unquenchable bloodlust, his penchant for torture and destruction leaving a trail of devastation in its wake. It was said that even the mere mention of his name could send shivers down the spines of the most hardened vampires, a testament to the depth of his malevolence and the fear he instilled in those who were unfortunate enough to cross his path."

When he pulled away, her eyes were half-lidded. “That was unfair,” she murmured. “You were becoming argumentative.” “That’s not how conflict resolution works.” “It worked.” He was, as ever, technically correct. His forehead rested against hers for a heartbeat before duty settled back over him like armor. “My people need me,” he said. The words quieted her. Beneath the heat and the bond and the private softness between them, Vaelrion was still king. Kings did not vanish without consequence. “You’re worried,” she said.

are examples of how she can bring an entire kingdom down. Rhys is a force to be reckoned with; his magic is twice as powerful as mine was at his age. He is a fierce protector of his sister and mother and will be the greatest king our realm has seen. At a young age, he has shown great magic and leadership skills. His best friend, Vander, will be his Beta, as Vamir is still mine. They're inseparable, for better or worse, for good deeischief. Mischief is the predominant trait, but who is counting? They will soon grow old and more of that phase and become the men they are meant to be.

Understanding these alliances is crucial for my success. Mutiny was a crime, yet Darius seized the throne, and no one challenged his actions. If my father had been a tyrant, Darius's coup might have been justified, but my father was beloved by the people. Instead, it was Darius who was a wicked king, yet his reign continued unchallenged. It was clear to me that something was deeply wrong with the system in the Ironclaw region, and I was determined to uncover the truth.

Inside were two skulls. “That belongs to Duncan Thornevale and his mate, Arianna Greystone, the one we all know as the devil,” Valoreth said. The murmurs grew louder. Eyes moved frantically from one person to another as they stared. Valoreth raised his voice above the noise. “He was weak. And weakness, in this realm, is death. He was a king who placed love above legacy. A king who let a mere girl pull his leash. For that, the realm fell.”