What Was King Roland's First Wish の小説・ストーリー

The three of us quickly followed his actions. “Holi greetings, fellow servant. To whom do we owe the pleasure?” the two warriors greeted, their hands balled into fists as they put it onto their left chest. As the servant slowly rose up to his feet, so did we. He replied, “I bring visitors that wish to speak with King James, the ruler of the Kingdom of Western Wind.” He then pointed at Elizabeth and I, “May I present to you his children: Lady Elizabeth and Prince Robert.” “Your Grace,” the warriors bowed as they turned to Elizabeth, “What a delight to see you again.”

I kept my head down, not daring to face him as my knee dug into the cold, hard stone floor. “You see Aurelia, I have a certain wish, I wish to unite our kingdom with King Aldrich of Ailingdale, his land may be smaller than mine” he boasted “but, he does have a bigger army, and I plan to make him our next ally and eventually he and his men will fight for me and be at my disposal just like the rest of the kings I have in my pocket” he chuckled menacingly “Yes, my King” I spoke quietly, but I failed to see how this had anything to do with me, it’s not like he ever involved me when he tricked the other Kingdoms into his greedy palms.

Unfortunately for Tyler and his sister, their truck wasn't the same but Cara promised to always be by his brother's side until death. While the truck moved towards the capital, everyone had a wish in their heart and is to be free from the world they were in. Tyler hopes to get revenge on his father's death, Cara wished to kill the king while the rest of the community had different wishes best known to them all but what if their wishes were for nothing. A new beginning had started for them.

Karina was bombarding him with questions, and he appeared agitated. The Royal Knights began arranging the four mirrors to form intersections, one each for the south, north, east, and west. They placed a round table within the mirrors and set the magical bug on top. The room filled with a blinding light as the magical bug reflected in the mirrors. Prince Casper erupted in anger, spitting accusations at the King while pointing his finger. The royal knights swiftly apprehended him for his audacity, as pointing at the King was a crime in itself. "Stop it, Dad. If you're innocent, there's no need for you to be concerned. Just follow the King's orders to clear your name," Karina's voice, devoid of

The Death lord trailed off, turning to face Ella this time around with his hands placed at his back on one another. "A kingdom is led by a king right. Here is Narlands I am the king but do you really want to know what came about the title Death lord?" He asked her. Ella contemplated within herself if she should actually hear the story. She didn't know why he was telling her the story but considering his words about them being friends, she decides to give it a try. "Yes," She said. "My ancestors, the first ruler of Narlands killed over a thousand Soilders who attacked our small kingdom surprisingly. Many of our men died during that time with many injured Soilders.

Became something older than mountains. Older than dragons. Older than the world itself. “I have had many names.” “Some called me the Endless Wing.” The sea trembled. “Some called me the Dreaming King.” The stars brightened. “Some called me the First Flame.” Every dragon lowered its head. Then his golden eyes softened. “But the name I cherish most…” He spread his enormous wings. The heavens disappeared behind them. ”…is Aurelion.” The First King bowed until his forehead touched the earth.

"So..." Roland let out a long, defeated sigh. "So?" "I believe you owe me five silver coins." Roland frowned, crossing his arms. "For what?" "You bet they wouldn't share a kiss before the winter frost." Roland rubbed his temples in sheer exhaustion. "I should never gamble with a man who has spent weeks acting as a five-year-old matchmaker's accomplice." Across the courtyard, Aiden looked up from feeding the large palace hounds, his ears twitching. "What are they talking about?"

She wanted Elena there, and because Dora was the woman I would do anything for, I accepted it. “You’re the reason she’s here,” I said coldly, while Dora grabbed my hand and squeezed it softly. “You shouldn’t speak about her that way. She helped stop the curse from ruining us. And she’s kind. I like her.” “Whatever,” I muttered, doing everything possible not to look toward Elena because if I did, I would only end up staring at her with irritation. The priest cleared his throat once more, pulling everyone’s focus back again. “Let us begin. We are gathered here today to witness the marriage of the Rogue King, Xavier Cassian, and his bride, Dora Blackridge.”

she continued, letting her shoulders relax slightly, one hand rising to gesture toward the gathered officials. "To extend my intention of unity among the realms. We must learn to live as one, to let purpose guide every step we take." She paused, then placed the scroll in her hand on the table, letting every curious gaze linger on it. "It was the king's wish that the Hand should rule in his stead. Yet he also desired that his bloodline inherit his throne. To ensure this, he had written a proclamation of his wishes, signing it with his own hand." Brandon, seated with his legs lazily crossed, shot her a suspicious glare.

King Cain asked, stepping beside his wife. Rose gazed at him, going deathly pale. How could she forget? She nodded slowly, tears brimming. “Each time, I asked you what your dream was, remember?” King Cain continued. “You said you wanted to find a kind man, marry him, and live happily ever after. You never mentioned the throne. That’s why I arranged suitors for you and focused on training Ron instead. Despite being a strong, highly skilled young woman, we thought you just wanted to live a peaceful life. If you had simply told us you wanted the crown, we would have prepared you for it. In fact, Rose, I would have been elated.”