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The king was met by several large Werewolves, who all seemed to want to have a word with him. The king inclined his head, nodding occasionally and kept walking forward, the other men scrambling to keep up with him. Akari could feel the interested stares of the king’s court as their little entourage made its way through the crowded halls of the palace itself.

Although she was almost physically flawless, there was a look in her eyes that just screamed of trouble… something about the deep purple irises that brought her ill intentions to the surface. "I beg your pardon." Elaine's father, King Luther, scolded. "Excuse me Miss, but what my husband is trying to say is that you can't just barge into the castle and party without an official invite." Queen Thea tried to explain as politely as possible. "Zip it Queeny." The woman snapped. "Don't you dare speak to my wife like that! Who the hell are you anyway?" The King raged.

WWWWW Written by Evelyn Mba ©®©® REMEMBER Laku stood still, confused of what to do. Should he inform the King first? Or go get the Queen. He doesn't know what to do. Why would she go there? What does she wants from an old witch. The king detests people with such abilities. He detests them so much. Moving tho and fro, he sighed. He had to tell the King about this.... ***** The TWIN'S of who? Lara asked.

"The Red Wedding." ​"A massacre," Alaric corrected. "They used wolfsbane laced with dark magic. They slaughtered the King and Queen. They hunted down the children. They erased the history, calling the White Wolves 'demons' to justify the genocide. They wanted absolute power, without a judge to check them."

The Queen asks besides his Majesty, Deimos silently nods. "She must be good, for surviving all of those obstacles. A strong woman like her will make a good queen." "But she's not supposed to be in this game, why is she part of this?" The king said. "She is part of the Selection, and it's your responsibility to take care of Deimos." The majesty looked at him, and Deimos suddenly realized something. That's right, she's his responsibility. If anything happens to her, he is to blame. He should not let her enter this game, how stupid of him.

“I don’t mean to be the fore bearer of bad news but—” In one searing moment, I closed our distance, grabbing his neck, and pushing his back against a pillar, a series of cracks followed. “Speak.” My voice had dropped to a dangerous tune, my eyes widened, overshadowed by days of dread and overwhelming rage. His grin still remained intact, “Jasper finally got his greatest wish, he has been crowned the new king of Warwick. And,” He grinned wider, seeing the sunken look on my face. My grip on his neck tightened, “The beloved princess of Warwick—sorry, queen of Warwick who completed the succession ceremony has suddenly taken a leave,” He searched my eyes, waiting before he dropped the most horrif

I gritted out, my tone clear and stable. I could feel his burning gaze on me, Zerth threatening to reveal himself as I used my throne. It wasn't my fault they were too weak to protect themselves from the Demons and Devils of Viagra. Instead, they needed help from those who bare no soul. Thus they pledged allegiance and I became the King of Kings. Either way, all this could be changed in a breathe that I know, that is why I shall see each kingdom crumble before that ever happens. The table shook and I sighed, knowing fully well Fat King Rodrick of the Witches And Wizards was about to open his cowardly mouth,

please tell her as my last wish I know I don't deserve that velliam:- now you talking like true king and new human but it too late. you and I are come way to far to go back I will you kill you and your daughter will take your throne and rule in her way king smile and say "thanks for being my daughter" then velliam cut off his head and he was dead in both reality and mind

He stumbled, his strength waning as the cold spread through his veins. The illusions intensified, making it impossible for the king to discern reality. Lord Varnaak's eyes gleamed with triumph as King Radia fell to his knees, his vision blurring. A final, crushing blow sent the king crashing to the ground, his body lifeless. Lord Varnaak stood over him, his chest heaving slightly. "The strongest rules," he declared, his voice cold and detached. As the king's blood pooled around him, Lord Varnaak's gaze lingered on the lifeless body. He had waited for this moment, studied the king's weakness, and planned his move meticulously. The throne was now his, and he would stop at nothing to keep it.

Henry says, Archie nods before turning around and walks out of the auditorium. Henry clears his throat before leaning forward closer to the microphone, "It seems as though someone has been spreading rumours about my girlfriend. Let me remind you that I am the King of Crawford, my father may have tolerated it but I certainly won't allow people to disrespect me and my kingdom by making unsubstantiated proof, understood?" "But your highness – "Understood!" he says loudly. Mr Williams jumps and nods, "Yes, your royal highness." "Now, everybody leaves, we will continue this meeting at a later stage," he says and he sits back into his chair.