White Queen: Richard Iii Mga Nobela at Kwento

"I've gotten reports that the boy is going to be a key figure in our plans later on." "So you've spoken with the Headsmen then?" Darius looked excited. "That's good news! For a moment, I thought this operation was lost." "No, everything is as it should be. The White Queen is still in place to take the throne." That was my call sign, after my favorite chess piece. White always moved first across the board. "Your lack of faith is appalling, Darius."

Andrius analyzed seriously with a contemplative expression, “Richard’s father, Alexander, usurped the throne. Logically speaking, Queen Margerina should be in their hands. “If Richard wants her, he could have just told Alexander. It won’t be an issue at all. However, why did he go to such lengths to put Queen Margerina up for auction? Isn’t that redundant and unnecessary?” Andrius’ words surprised Noir and Katalina. Upon second thought, what he said made a lot of sense. Then, he continued, “If I’m not mistaken, Richard was probably testing us just now, especially Katalina.” Noir and Katalina were not fools. They both understood after Andrius explained it.

Not a bride. > A queen.

Margery snapped from her shock back to work mode. “If you’ll please come with me, I’ll fill you in, on the way,” Margery waved a hand for Darwin to walk forward. He cleared his throat softly and I shook my head. Flustered, I moved to the side and we all began to walk towards the infirmary. “And so at the scene of the attack, the queen attacked Richard. Amari was… “ I let Margery’s voice drone on as thoughts flew through my mind. “Did I make the elixir wrong? But he healed fast. How could he be dead?” I asked Drusilla, confused.

Königin Zemirah continued. I frowned. Probably seeing the confused look on my face, she gripped the edge of the table hard, and continued. "After my grandmother died, the queen's position became vacant. As the rule goes, only a white haired witch was fit to be the queen." Her voice became shaky, and she lowered it to a whisper. From the corner of my eye, I watched as Alpha Aurel leaned in, and placed a soft kiss on her forehead. Cringe. Or maybe not. Amber was smiling, even if it was a fleet of smile.

weakness? Richard stared at her for a long moment. Then his voice came low, controlled, almost bored. “Stay out of the matter,” he said. Ivana stiffened like he’d slapped her. “I am the queen,” she snapped. Richard didn’t blink. The correction that followed was quiet, but it shook the room. “You are queen consort,” Richard said. Ivana’s mouth parted. Her eyes widened. The ministers shifted in their seats. Some glanced away, pretending they weren’t witnessing something historic. Others leaned in, hungry for the spectacle.

“Yes, we are.” Honora saluted me. “Yes, My Queen. We will show that the lady-in-waiting is the woman who is the rightful queen of this kingdom. There is only one queen, and it is you, My Queen.” “Stop giving her false promises, Honora. You cannot win against Lady Bianca. She's a princess,” Arthur stated. “You already met her. Do you think you have the guts to win?”

“You resemble her. You are very much like the White Queen.” Biting her lower lip as she crumples her hand into a fist. Her once fleeting beating heart suddenly ceases as it slowly being changed into a hunting pain of being insulted and fear, where Kyle is knocking a chance of suspicion towards her. For the name and the tag character of a ‘WHITE QUEEN’ means. “Gentle, secretive, yet pure and forgiving. That’s how you are.”

"You're all insane! What are you gonna do with her?!" "I see, a loud mouth indeed," the voice I hated the most exclaimed, causing my eyes to move from Primrose and beheld the criminals walking into the room. Amelia was standing next to Sarah, then a new face was staring directly to my eyes. As they stood next to each other, I could tell that she was different with her eyes darker than the night, skin as pale as the rare porcelain and with black wavy hair falling on her shoulder. She looked like she was in her twenties but I could be wrong because it seemed that this woman was the ancient witches they were talking about–—the Illwisch. Although she was the smallest in this room, her sole pres

’ He replied, making me think about Aurora again. ‘I chose Jade, and you need to get over it, especially when we mark each other after becoming King and Queen.’ I ended the link before he could even reply. I was just walking around the garden ruins thinking about Aurora and how much I suppose I do miss her, was the rejection a mistake? Could I take it back or has it been too long? Jade is the right call to become queen. Why, was I now only thinking about this after all this time? I suddenly looked up at the woman who could make me King, she had said something to me, but I was in such a deep thought that I didn’t even hear what she said.