Romans & histoires Chevalier

“Who are you?” “Nox Chevalier.” Her heart skipped a beat. Here she was in front of her soulmate, and this was Nox Chevalier… the Lord Chevalier of the fourth manor! But there was something wrong about it. Something missing. ‘There’s an important I should be doing…’

Eira's POV My eyes rested on the Grand Cross son. He had wine red hair and intimidating amber eyes with a tall muscular body - he had a medium build so he was just right. He stood beside the Grand Duke's son. His tan skin complimented his hair and eye color so perfectly. Mom must have noticed my fascination which made her clear her throat to get my attention. “ Cleo, this is Kia Charlemagne, a Grand Commander and the son of the Grand Cross. And this is Anakin Valois, the son of the Grand Duke as well as a Grand Commander,” mom introduced.

And Mielle just broke all of it. Cassius was an enforcer linked to Claude, and Mielle was the assassin linked to Claude. Claude was a knight. Which is a very advanced position. To each knight, the Round Table attributes a functional unit. In the unit, there is an assassin who shall enforce the knight’s orders outside the brotherhood. The Round Table attributes every knight an enforcer in charge of keeping order and punishing those going berserk, even if they were the knight himself.

He lived up to their reputation. I shifted my gaze to Alenna and smiled. Just take a good rest here for a moment. We went down and got a table. I ordered all the special dishes here inside the inn too to treat this young fellow. "Brother Gabby, I promised awhile ago that I would grant any of your requests if you could save my fiancee. Please, tell me what you want," I said with a serious tone. "Young Lord, I saw awhile ago that she is such a strong and capable lady. She actually managed to absorb the red-lion beast's essence and last that long," he replied, which made me smile.

Status has nothing to do with how darkened one might be. Nonetheless, Seraphine made no comment on how power hungry the Temple was and spoke out, "What name do you go by, Sir Knight? Of course, if you aren't displeased to answer that." "Certainly not." The Knight chuckled. "You can call me Daniel Chizer. My rank isn't that high among other personal knights of Commander Clementis. Nonetheless, I am grateful for the opportunity of being able to follow him. I am sure this had to do with you."

She had a purpose far greater than her fear. “What do you want?” Chateau asked, her voice cold and restrained. “Allow me to introduce myself first,” he said with exaggerated flair. “Lady Chateau, I am Frederic Chevalier. I am the father of Jacques Chevalier, the grandfather of Ellijah Sawyer Chevalier, and—” he paused, relishing her reaction, “the uncle of Leonard Hugues.” Chateau froze, her breath hitching as his words sank in. Tears welled up in her eyes, fueled by a tempest of emotions. Of course, she knew what Frederic wanted. It was glaringly obvious.

"You're setting me up, Rouge!" Everest angrily blamed Cheyne by pointing a gun at him. Cheyne chuckled derisively. His gaze was fixed on Everest, unblinking. He hated it when someone like Everest called him a Rouge. He felt offended. Although Cheyne was a Rouge before, he is now as honorable as the other purebloods in their pack.

Based on this guy appearance, I figured out that he is Marquess Arello "Greetings marquess Arello"

She could only bet her guess that the man in front of him is the Commander-in-chief of the Knights. Even though the Palace is filled with dangerous, and unthinkable threats, she knew that the men inside the Palace are undeniably handsome. She couldn’t refute that Vailan is handsome. He is really like a god. With his handsomeness, he could easily and literally seduce a woman’s heart. (She wouldn’t mind if he seduces her heart though.) The man, who approached her, kneeled and bowed down politely. “Your Royal Majesty, it’s an unexpected sight seeing you here. I am the Commander-in-chief, Deviklin Schit, the Grand Duke of Shcit.”