What Are Female Knights Called Novels & Stories

There was even a crack in Neon's expression. “T-the Knight Order? A-are you sure about this, ma'am?” One of them stuttered, refusing to believe his ears. The Knight Order, as the name suggested, was a group of knights carefully chosen by the Council. It was said that no one knew what they looked like. In fact, members didn't even know themselves, as they went by code-names and had their faces covered all the time. The only ones aware of their identity were top-tier members of the Council and Cleopatra herself.

Well, forget my dramatic entrance, twenty knights and fifteen mages, two teenagers, and an eye-catchingly clad knight in the middle of all that. Just looking at them, I realized they were some sort of royalty, were they called nobles in this world? They didn't let my appearance remain in their attention for too long, getting into formation and casting their barriers as soon as my appearance caught their attention. While I do not mind, looking at the statuses of each of them, I see no threat to me. The strongest among them surprisingly being the women leading the group. Quite beautiful. It was impossible for me to imagine her as anything but an A-list celebrity or star in my former world.

“Do you know of a Queen Ashina or an Alpha Knight named Allerick? Like, from a long time ago in the palaces history?” She thought for a moment. "Nothing really comes to mind," Chelsa started and my heart sank, am I just hoping for false answers? "But with any kind of history, there are always secrets and hidden folds of what's been written… What were the names again?" "Queen Ashina and Alpha Knight Allerick," Emrys thought beside me as our friends sat in waiting, all of these questions just leading to more and more unanswered thoughts, our ideas seemingly useless-

"Well, that changed when I became your number one knight." George rolled his eyes. His feet moved again and took him to stand in front of the dirty knight. "You could always ask for something better to wear." "What? Too dirty for your liking, your majesty?" Anthony chuckled, shoving the king gently. Anthony liked his attire. His ripped black jeans with custom made knee pads over them. The leather strap across his chest that held a sword or a bow (it depended on the day, really). The metal chest pad over his green sweater—the sleeves rolled up to reveal his muddy and scarred arms after each day. The black cloak tied around his neck. It was just him, and he couldn't imagine himself in anything

"I won't let you die the way you died again. Not if I live." He raised his head — toward the leaves of the trees. And out of them rode armor-clad men, shrouded in mist and midnight blue. The Knights of Brunschière. Unspoken. Devoted. Obedient only to him. "You heard everything," Ignatius told them, his voice icy steel now. "She is not to leave the sanctuary. Not for a second." A knight approached, worry written even under his helm. "My lord… this is Lady Krishna."

“Wait I knew what that is!” I say after a moment. “Armed Ladies are the ladies that serve princesses or the council females. They serve both as guards and advisors, as well as representative for their lady when she is unable to be present.” After speaking a thought hit me. “But I am neither a princess nor a council female, so how can I have Armed Ladies. Plus, I have many questions about the Armed Guard as well.”

There was an awkward moment for a few seconds, Martina immediately gets away from Loren and buttons up her shirt. The knights entered inside, falling on their knees, completely surprising Martina and Loren. " W-What are you doing?" She asks , getting confused by the knights. " We apologise for being disrespectful towards you, your royal highness the granddaughter of his majesty." The knights greeted Martina as their royal grand princess of the late princess which clearly explains their sudden courtesy.

asked Prince Arthur. "I have spotted some great warriories in Alabama who have incredible strength and swordsmanship," answered the King. "I want them to guard every route going inside the Kingdom!" Prince Arthur raised his head to his father. "What do you mean, warrioress, father?" "Female warriors also known as warrioress can fight evenly against the werewolves. As a matter of fact, this group called themselves Amazonas. Their greatest strength is their flexible bodies and expertise in using deadly weapons!"

as he walked towards me with a twinkle in his eye. As I continued to run down the stairs, I couldn’t help but think about how quiet the house seemed without Bronx, Benji and Baylor here with us. Although I’m sure if they were here, I would never have anything to eat; they were like garbage disposals when it came to food, eating anything and everything. The interesting thing about them is while they are triplets, they are not identical. It is extremely rare in the werewolf community to have this, hence why I believe they were chosen to go to the Knights League. The Knights League is a group of specialized warriors hand-chosen to support and protect special wolves blessed by our Moon Goddess.

“Why?” “Nothing,” Bianca shook her head as they stepped out onto the street and started back towards the school. “It’s just normally a title reserved for the Priestesses of the inner order. The rest of us are normally called daughters. Sister is more… a statement of equality.” “Oh,” Aislen flushed and shrugged awkwardly. “I’m sure it’s nothing.”