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A feminine rash voice hissed from behind the men. "Wait!" I yelled out and to my outmost surprise, they listened. These men were supposed to swear their allegiance to the throne. Not to some divine king of the demons. "Knights of Talot! You are all supposed to be bounded by the oath that claims your sworn allegiance to the throne." "Ye, but which throne, huh!" A man uttered out. "She is our queen-"

Eldrick put forth his question in an ambiguous manner, waiting to see would the man he was here to catch get the hint before he fell for the trap. “The ministers attend the sessions in the courtroom while the knights battle it out on the battleground.” Kolan answered only to receive a shake of the head from the Lord. “Let me rephrase my question. What ornament differentiates a minister and a knight?” This time everybody understood what the man was asking. “A minister wears a penannular brooch while a knight doesn’t.” Once against Kolan was the one to speak.

It is the tail of the year 513. When the three districts fought together to find a conclusion. The Knights of Midland were the last who accepted the invitation of war. War means a kind of competition which declares the powerful one. And you already know this. By the way, the knights are usually the responsible one, their words are equal to an oath. The knights were not cruel like other leaders; they had some rules and limits which gave them the realization of their heights. It is simple to understand that people with powers often try to punch the weaklings. But the knights never thought of something inhuman like this.

ARTHUR : The name is Arthur ( With a smile on his face as he pointed to himself with his thumb) REHAB : I’m Rehab ( with a slight bow) AMINA : Amina SAMSON : Samson DEBORAH : Deborah HANNAH : Hannah UZZIAH : Uzziah JOSHUA : Joshua XENA : Xena ELIZABETH : Elizabeth DIANA : Diana JACOB : Jacob LIAM : Liam After all the knights were done introducing themselves, General Mulligan ushered everyone to a seat and once everyone was comfortably seated, the meeting began in earnest.

CHAPTER 1 The Knights MC The Knights Motorcycle Club is made up of 18 guys retired from special forces, thier name is Knights MC. Due to their love of motorcycles and wanting to continue the team mentality like they had when they served, the club was born. They have three teams of six men each. They call them teams A, B, and C. Team A has Prez, Scribe, Cash, Doc, Chopper, and Data on it. Team B includes VP, Soldier, Rocket, Patch, Edge, and Hacker. Team C has Radar, Tracker, Ace, Navy, Jammer, and Gamer on it.

Even Madison, who normally had something clever to say, just watched with curious eyes. “Jett…” Peyton began, her voice shaky. “I didn’t mean—” But Jett didn’t even look at her. Kael and Talon were already at my side, helping me up from the floor. Kael’s hands were warm and steady under my arm, while Talon’s touch was gentle but firm. “You okay?” Kael asked softly, brushing dust from my shoulder. I nodded, though my knees still felt weak. My heart thudded in my chest as I watched them stand in front of me. My knights.

Handfasting really spills up the games. “She’ll be a stunning prize for whoever wins,” Jude said, munching away. “So, who are the knights?” Gelo asked, scanning the room. “Anyone with a horse can join in, but Aurora’s crew always comes out on top. Most of these weekend warriors don’t really know how to play like knights do.” Thomas and Gelo shared a knowing glance and a quick nod.

There are three types of Knights in the association: (1) the High Knights who were the ones closest to the royal family of the Laera Kingdom; (2) the warriors, the Knights who received missions from the High Knights through the Head of the Knights Association, and; (3) the mentors, who mold the Knights for three years into strong, capable warriors. Major Dylan watched horrified as his students charged at the water clone. Leon created dozens of his own which dog piled the Aidan water clone. Sophia, Zain, and the real Leon ran around the wiggling mass of magic clones and shot towards the real Aidan holding him captive.

The warm morning light fell into his eyes, but only left a golden cold light. "I announced my marriage last night, and they couldn't wait to get a hold of me this morning." I didn't say anything, just looked down a little worriedly. The Round Table was originally set up by the Lycan King. The king will lead the elders to discuss some important matters. Everyone knows that the Round Table is the center of decision-making in this country. But since the death of the last king, the Round Table has lost its original meaning. The elders control the meeting, and Kral is just a spectator. In other words, it is the elders, not the crown prince, who really hold the supreme power.

Most of them, if not all, and specifically Gabriel and Felix now, were assuming that they should be the exact simile of their title as a knight, and the knights never back out a fight. It had been exactly two days since I devoted myself in stopping their moronic match. But still, I was unable to convince them. The garth became the arena for their match, and it was now crowded by both knights and sisters. The knights were on the grassy edge of the garth. Some of them, who were the upper knights basing from there glinting brooches, were sat on the concrete benches, and the other knights were circling the middle of the arena.