Disney Robin Hood King John Novels & Stories

" Jhon was still somewhat upset, about what had happened, he leaned against the wall thinking about what he had to tell Jade. The king left the dungeon somewhat confused. At first, he thought Jhon and the wolves were allies, but with what he saw just now he was shocked. Now he had to look for the person who was giving him false information about what was going on in that place. [...] The night became cold and silent, Jade waited for Jhon to return, only a royal guard informed her that he would not come to this place. That saddened her a little, she stayed in one of the chairs in the room. With an oil candle that illuminated the place.

If even alphas could be discarded at will, then how could I, now a slave, survive in such an environment? After bowing deeply to the king, Ron, bent over, retreated. No one could see his expression; they only saw drops of blood dripping onto the ground. "Well then, Johnson, since you're the one who proposed to see what gift Ron has brought, why don't you go fetch it?" The king squinted, turning his head slowly towards Johnson. "Of course, of course, your majesty, I'll go prepare it right away." Johnson, whose name was called, hurriedly answered, laboriously moving his bulky body to rise from his seat and leave.

Just as Robin was about to succeed, Dustin clamped down on the knife’s edge with two fingers. Robin was not able to push the knife forward anymore, even if he used his full strength to do so. He turned pale and was terrified. Finally, he understood that the rumors about the King of Hades were not untrue. He was indeed far stronger than most sovereign grade fighters! Clang! The knife shattered with a snap from Dustin’s fingers. With a flick of his wrist, shards pierced into Robin’s neck and killed him. With regret and fear reflected on his face, Robin collapsed and did not move again.

This room was the heart of Mallory where strategies were made, and now, with Giovanni here, it felt whole again. He paced the room as I poured two cups of ale, his mind clearly already racing ahead. He accepted the drink but didn’t sit. “I have news,” he began, his voice grim. “About King Worden.” The mention of that name made my jaw tightened. I never liked him. “What about him?” Giovanni set his cup down with a heavy thud. “He’s working with the rogues.” I stared at him, stunned. “What? That doesn’t make sense." I paused and shook my head. "I mean, why would the king ally with the rogues?”

He looked up at the king in fear as he let me go, but he remained frozen in his seat. "Sir John. You have been an ally of the crown all your life, your family has been allies of the crown since the beginning of the Rossetti lineage. You ancestors served and aided my ancestors before the Rossetti's came to rule the kingdom of Italia." The king said, his face dark as he sat back down."So tell me sir John. How much for your slave? What would you like? I'm willingly to give you whatever you ask for" the king said. Sir John looked shocked as his jaw fell open.

King smiled, he knew that she was just making excuse to avoid his next shot, but he didn't drag this matter long and let her go. She then walked up to her room, and changed her clothes, wore the mini skirt and top that was again little more than a bra. *** " Robbin, where are you going by taking these drinks? " She asked Butler Robin, Robin was a boy who would not be more than twenty five years, he was too good at cooking and knew likes and dislikes of King very well, so King really liked him. But, he didn't like when other people wants to interfere in his business, he was afraid that he would loose his position in King's heart.

He has on a rose-patterned purple robe. “And who might you be?” says the king. "I am your humble servant, your majesty” the red-hooded man responds as he bow before the king. “I have come bringing with me solutions to the problem that troubles you, my king.""Hmmph!” the King exclaims. “Do you have a name? What do you know about my troubles?”

As I walk around the great room, it's obvious that certain packs in particular are missing- the Rogue packs. Instead of having different alphas for every pack, they are all run by a king who calls himself "King of the Rogues." I can't help but roll my eyes, anybody who chooses to go by that name probably has a bigger ego than Caleb. Nobody knows what he looks like since few have ever lived after encountering him, his reputation violent and messy. He never shows up to these events despite receiving the invitations. Most alphas would prefer him as a business partner rather than an enemy.

"Worry not, I shall ask Robynn to accompany you then." The King once again lifted his fingers in the air, commanding the guards to open the door. A tall man dressed in a green robe came from the entrance. A refined bow on his back and his crew trailing behind him like shadows. Robynn meets King Ydrian's gaze, knelt on the ground on his right knee, and placed his palm on his chest. "Your Highness," Robynn acknowledged him. "I want you to make a small group and stay with them for a month. You need more weapons, remember?"

The once joyous celebration became a slaughterhouse. The scent of blood was overpowering. I turned to my father, expecting him to take control—to issue a command that would restore order. But when I met his eyes, they were no longer his own. They had darkened into something unnatural, something twisted. “No…” My voice was barely a whisper, my heart slamming against my ribs. My mother stood beside him, her hands trembling. “John,” she whispered, stepping closer to him. But my father—King John, the man who had always been my protector—snarled like a rabid beast. And then, before I could even process what was happening, he ripped out my mother’s heart with his bare hands.