Romans & histoires Witch King's Ring

The sudden realization that I'm left with the king hits me, and I am nervous like sweaty palms nervous. "So, do you have any plans?" he asks, stepping closer to me. "House chores, mopping, sweeping, laundry and the like," I chuckle nervously, hoping that will drive him away. "Oh, great, well let's get started," he says excitedly, he takes off his watch and royal ring and places it on the kitchen counter; he is in sweatpants, sneakers, and a Nirvana t-shirt. I walk into the kitchen, open the pantry, and get the cleaning supplies out, I turn around and bump into his hard-muscular chest, I look up and he is already smirking at me.

"Your Highness, they are ready for you." Aiden nodded and walked out of the room, with Richard closely behind him. As usual, he got into the middle car of the convoy, and they began the journey to the Werewolf capital. (•) Sia Five relics; The Crown, The Witches' Circle, The Flame Ring, Crone's Eye, and The Stone Of Tears. Each of the five main kingdoms had one each and they were satisfied with each of them. The Wolves possessed The Crown, The Vampires had The Flame Ring, the Trolls had Crone's Eye, The Witches had The Witches' Circle and the Fay had The Stone Of Tears.

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.

The king's eyes met mine, reflecting a mixture of pride, gratitude, and renewed hope. He reached out, his weathered hands gently taking the box from me. The courtiers held their breath as the king lifted the lid, revealing the radiant royal ring. A collective awe washed over the throne room, a testament to the profound significance of the moment. "My beloved daughter," the king spoke, his voice resonating with pride and emotion, "you have not only reclaimed the crown but also retrieved the sacred ring that symbolizes our authority. Your strength and determination have shown that you are worthy of this honor."

ROY'S POV This couldn't be happening. I sat frozen in my seat, watching Braham set down his ring, my mind refusing to process what I was seeing. The golden ring plated with real crystal and a shiny emerald on top sat on the table like an accusation, catching the light from the chamber's overhead fixtures. That ring had been worn by Alpha Kings for generations. It represented power, legacy, authority over sixteen packs. He was quitting. Actually quitting. And we were about to lose everything.

Cleo dropped the decoy ring into my hand before swallowing the real one. "Of courssse, my queen. May your reign be long and victoriousssss." She hissed before fading into the shadows. I looked down at the ring in my hand, rolling it between my fingers. I gripped Lucifer's hand once again, gently slipping it back in place, making it look like I had never touched it. I finally had all seven of the objects needed to take the throne, and I had five of the Princes by my side to ensure I got it. I just hoped that come tomorrow Lucifer would be willing to hear me out after I went through with it.

— Like this? — That night these things I mentioned disappeared and they were all of great value to the kingdom and especially to the future King. I told Noah how important each item was, especially the ring that held the Great Stone of Wisdom, and the sword. He was impressed by what I said. — What was that ring like? — The ring was made of silver, with a colorless stone that looked like a diamond. It was a wedding gift from the Queen to my uncle, a symbol of their love.

Till they finally got to the open field where Belladonna had thought the dragon would be but it wasn't. At that moment, the King pressed on a small red gem, carved into a ring that was around his left middle finger. Only the gem of the ring could be seen, the rest of his ring was buried into his leather black hand glove. It was glowing like one of the gems in the so called forbidden room.

I asked, confused now. “Yes, what do you mean?” Alpha Maximus asked. “That amulet should have been destroyed long ago. Emanuel had it because his mother found it in a small fight between clans. When they forged or created the crown and amulets. Only two of them who are the Ruby Crown and the Amulet of all should be in the hands of the king and queen who would reign,” the witch explained, making us have more questions, “The crown would be given by the queen, and the amulet by the king. But everything got mixed. The crown belongs to Rose all along. She was supposed to hand it to you, King Nikolas. And we, the witch clan, would have given you the amulet, so you could have given it to her, but v

"So, what's going to happen next for you?" "Well," she tapped her cheek with her index finger. "I'm going to go back with Mitchalus. He's going to introduce me as his mate. We have the swearing-in ceremony where we receive our crowns and tokens: Mitchalus gets the trident and I the necklace of the Kingdom." Necklace of the Kingdom, that one was new to me. "What's that?" Aqualia touched her neck. "Every Kingdom has one. Each Queen is given that token. Its power is almost equivalent to the trident but the features are different. Whatever the Queen desires it to be."