Your Majesty Please Spare Me This Time Mga Nobela at Kwento

My expression softened slightly. "Please sit." A maid brought over a chair, but Agnes didn't move. "I'm unworthy of being your mother-in-law, Your Majesty." "Then, why have you come today?" I asked. Jasper blurted desperately, "Mother, save me!" Agnes bowed and said, "I have come to ask Your Majesty for one thing." My gaze chilled slightly. "Speak." I knew the General's Manor possessed a token of unconditional pardon bestowed by the late king. They had always kept it in their private chapel. If Agnes showed it to beg for Jasper to be released, there would be nothing I could do.

The King spat back, holding my gaze. "I saved your men!" He let out an irritated scoff, taking several steps toward me. "You wielded your black magic in my lands without my approval, shattered your cage-" "To save your men!" My nostrils flared as I stood my ground, moving a tad bit closer to him, my chest rising and falling. "He who saves a life is owed and spared." I stated, watching as his face twisted in disagreement. "And so, Your Majesty, I saved your right-hand man. You owe me."

“Therefore, you and your family will forever be under the protection of me and my sisters, as well as everyone else in existence, and if you ever need me, just say my name three times to yourself, and I will be there.” “I’m going now, knowing you’re in good hands,” she smiled, disappearing in a puff of white smoke as she came.” Arden immediately lowered himself to her stomach, smiling, then picked her up and kissed her passionately. “She was right, you are pregnant, but I don’t hear one, but two hearts,” he whispered seductively, kissing her neck. “Jesus, we’re going to need more space”,” she sighed, shivering at his touches. “Hmm, he mumbled.

The word **please** rose hot and sour in my throat, the same way it had earlier under the Moon. But this time, I swallowed it back. I wouldn’t beg him. Not again. Not after he’d looked at me like a miracle, then thrown me away like garbage. “Your Majesty,” I managed instead, voice rough, “I— I’ll leave the pack. I’ll go to the human cities. You never have to see me again. Just…don’t—”

"Get the hell out of this building. Now." The men immediately jerked at the stern command in my voice, retreating while keeping their gazes pinned to the floor. When I realized that they were no longer moving after a couple of steps, I finally brought my claws out to the situation. One of them immediately fell to his knees. "Your Majesty, please spare us!" he begged, his palms glued together in a pleading gesture. "We really can't leave the building even if we want to. Alpha Caspian would surely kill us-"

"Sorry that I can't explain it to you, Owen! but, that's the only way I hope to help you return safely!" "Very well, I understand! Your Majesty, thank you!" ***

Sky above, Earth below, Listen to me Heed my sorrow. Daughter of Him Sorcerer Divine Come to me now This is my time Magic I need Through Time and Space Break these words, Undo this disgrace. Give me thy power Let me ascend Mine is the glory To protect and defend I accept thy Will Forever Amen. The collar around her neck

I can not still believe that I need my very mate to beg for the life of a child and for her life as well. I still have nightmares of the night every night when I go to sleep. I can see her crying every night begging me to spare her life . I can also see our child crying before me. It is almost like some one has cast a very cruel spell on me to make me suffer so. Dear moon goddess believe me so I took the gifts that you gave me and discarded it in such a manner. There is nothing that a country will see that would ever make all I’ve done forgivable, but I ask that you forgive me.

“Let her go.” The words struck like a slap. My heart thudded painfully. I stood there, drenched and trembling, the scent of spilt wine filling the air between us. “Your Majesty,” I began, forcing my voice to remain steady, “you can’t do this. I only wish...” “Wish to what?” he cut in, his tone sharp enough to slice through air. “To defy my orders?” I lowered my gaze at once. The humiliation burned hotter than the wine against my skin. “No, Your Majesty. I only sought to protect the dignity of our position.”

"Okay, follow me," "Thank you, your majesty!" I exclaimed, my heart racing with excitement as I followed him. He was about to lead me through the hidden hallway when I stopped short, glancing at the door. "Why don't we take the regular door this time around, your majesty?" I suggested, a hint of persuasion in my voice. "You need to let your subjects know you're still alive, you know?"