Romans & histoires Your Throne Webtoon

⸻ 🌙 The Throne Awakens Suddenly— A deep rumble echoed across reality. ⚡🌌⚡ ⸻ Far beyond the stars… The sealed throne continued awakening. 👑 Ancient chains shattered. ⛓️💥 Golden light erupted into existence. ✨ ⸻ The Throne of Balance. ⸻ A throne older than creation. Older than destruction. Older than the Father himself. 💀 ⸻ The Father lowered his head. A gesture of respect. ⸻

(Ashina POV) The old throne rises beneath me, and I finally understand that my child was claimed before I ever held him.) The throne made of old feathers rose from the cracked moon field, and every bone inside my body knew it had been waiting for me. It did not look like a seat meant for kings but like a grave that had learned how to sit upright beneath worship. Black feathers covered its arms, silver roots wrapped around its base, and old dried blood marked the place where a child’s head should rest.

Anrina was strapped tightly to the interrogation chair. "Leon! I was the one who helped you take the throne! You can't do this to me!" Leon crouched in front of her and slowly flipped open the diary, holding each page up for her to see. "You helped me? "You stole her achievements. And you got her, and my child was killed." Anrina instantly collapsed to her knees, smashing her forehead against the floor as she begged for mercy. Leon leaned against the wall and watched in silence, his face completely unreadable.

Prince nodded, thoughtful, then laughed, looking toward me. “Does Torey know? He’s going to hate that idea since they’ll be overtaking him with the title of having the biggest pack and territory in America.” I nodded with a grin. “He knows. He was just glad it was his granddaughter who would be taking that title from him.”

This was so much information and part of me started doubting Veronica. I folded my hands looking at her and she splayed her hands, “I’m serious, Pyra. No one is allowed into the throne room except the pack’s rulers.” “Since you know a lot, what does it look like?” I asked with my brows high up and a smirk played at the corners of my mouth. Veronica groaned and rolled her eyes, “I’ve told you before. It is a throne of flames, made by the moon goddess herself and one more thing…” she trailed off, looking deep into my eyes like she just discovered a final piece to a puzzle.

He was marquis Theodor one of the neutrals. "I was raised to rule this country, Lord Theodor. From the moment I opened my eyes for the first time, there was one role that I was supposed to do, and that was to learn how to become queen. I am not worried about my ability to take on that role, in fact, It would be an insult to his majesty who had been teaching me for so long to say that I can take it on. Of course, I still have much to learn but I am confident in my abilities. All that I am saying is that I am confident about my cousin's abilities too, and I have faith in his concern for the good of our country. which is why I think that this battle is meaningless,"

Time slowed as her heart rate increased. In her vision, the golden interior of the throne was woven into threads that could potentially be tied around her throat. Willow stood in the middle of the room, not to be scrutinized in this manner. The golden throne room exuded an aura of opulence and grandeur. The walls were adorned with intricate golden filigree, depicting mythical creatures and elaborate patterns that catch the light and cast a warm, inviting glow. The centerpiece of the room was a majestic golden throne, elevated on a dais and embellished with precious gemstones. Its tall backrest is adorned with golden motifs, creating a sense of authority and power.

Or that it was a resting place for her kind. They finally entered another room, this one smaller than the others, but with high, vaulted ceilings, and natural light pouring in. This room had stark, stone floors, and in its center sat one remarkable piece of furniture: a throne. Mounted high up on a pedestal, at least fifteen feet high, sat the wooden throne, a chair which was extra wide, with arms that sloped upward, and a back that angled on a triangle, coming to a point in the middle. Beneath it, on its corners, sat two golden lions, designed to look as if they were holding up the chair.

Kassandra questioned "Take what is rightfully ours. The Throne the Kingdom our mate and last but not least REVENGE!" *A/N* Today we hit 100k views on this novel and it is insane. All i can do i say thank you! but hold up i promised that once we hit 100k i shall give 4 bonus chapters. About that it shall come on week ends so that it fits into my schedule and you can read them easily too second i have posted Gigi, Zayn , four ,tris pics in community section.