Dwarven King の小説・ストーリー

she gestured to the pretty faced dwarf man who was barely old enough, by my judgement, to be shaving his first whiskers. “Lady Ecaeris,” Prince Alaren bowed. “It is an honour.” I inclined my head in return. The dwarves and Fae were not friendly, and I was not familiar with their royalty. “Lord Leongrad,” Aurien’s princess gestured to the half-merman who leaned against the table, his eyes openly interested.

I was told to move on, I was told to let the soul of my mate go and be in the bosom of the moon goddess but I couldn't, I couldn't let go. The door creaked and a young male walked in. He bowed and said "It's time." I nodded and he bowed before exiting the room, I stood up and button the jacket of my suit and then composed myself before leaving the room. I am the Lycan king, I am King Elijah and I have a kingdom to protect. *** *** *** The meeting room was packed with elders of the coven arguing among themselves. I sighed and popped in one of the empty seats and watched them closely.

Kung Fu... hey hey hey... " Although in the mind some strange, but the Lu Yan mo did not take notice of them, but the face does not change color walk toward home. As a result of listening supergroup, walk all the way, Lu Yan mo also probably understood what happened at home. At last he breathed a sigh of relief, not knowing whether it was because he had heard that Suyuebai was all right, or because he had finally got rid of his difficult mother-in-law. He didn't think about it, but he walked a little faster. When he opened the gate, the first thing he saw was not the old disrepair and disorder. Everything in the yard was in good order, and some unknown plants were placed under the EAVES, wh

I smile towards his red eyes after he called himself old. "The King captured me when I tried to take over his kingdom. I've had many other abilities and gifts before, but without my other wing, I'm barely magestical...." His voice turns to sadness. "Who...are you. What's...your name dragon?" I replied telepathically. "A dragon King from the seventh realm, Draconius, but that realm is no more. We separated and I wanted more land, selfishly." "Oh," I replied. Feeling a bit sorry he had lost everything. He's just like me.

King Asnus called hesitantly, "there's something you need to know." "What, pray tell?" "The raiders, they had sharp claws and teeth. Their eyes also glowed a weird green. Thru seemed strange but they were humans, I'm not sure if…" he trailed off. Sebastian's eyes narrowed. Definitely not vampires. Green eyes… vampires were red. "I'll take care of it. Do as I have commanded." King Asnus bowed, "yes, my lord." Sebastian turned and went down the roof. "Are you leaving?" Aurora asked when she saw him walking out of the partially destroyed palace.

“I have seen more than a millennium years worth of sunset and sunrise as a king. I have seen wars and bloodshed during these times and I have done what I felt was right at every moment. Some of these decisions turned out to be disasters, but at least I took a stand when one was required of me. So now I have decided to make another tough decision, one that requires me to be as humble as can be. Our people need a fresh voice, a breath of fresh air, and not the air that they have been breathing for the past thousand years. I need them to see the world through that adventurous eyes of yours that are always open to possibilities. Maybe one could say I want them to see the world more humanly.” The

"The sun of the empire, Calisto Bernieri, the first of his name, lord of all demons, ruler of the underworld, emperor of Bernieri, his son, the little sun of the empire, Loren Bernieri Angelov and the third in command of the royal guard, Abbadon, the demon of madness." It was announced and when the doors opened, we entered that warm and welcoming place. That dance was different from all the others and I could see the looks on Loren as soon as they realized. "Asra!" Loren practically screamed still in my lap and I had to put him down so he would go to her. Dress crimson, golden and long with embroidery that looked like scales. Dark mask with horns and this set made obvious his fantasy: Lleh,

The stench had reached its limit, and then I saw them. In the close distance to the walls stood Galathor and Zephyr, Dragon King and Queen of the Percaria. Their gazes strayed not away from me as I approached them. I used all the willpower I could muster to calm down my raging beast. And when I reached them, they each brandished a smile of malice. Their royal garments, red like the blood of victims they had slaughtered in the past, sparkled under the moonlight. My soul lit up with growing fire.

Chapter 52 Ashes and Vows Kaius' POV I knew she was looking for me when she stepped inside. My eyes found hers first before she saw me. The moment how eyes met, something clicked and it looked as though I couldn't just take my eyes off her for anything. Suddenly, one of the nobles spoke behind me, bringing me back to consciousness. “Stand straight. The kingdom watches you today.” The words came from Lord Daramis in a low tone. I heard them as he adjusted the ceremonial sash across my shoulder. I resisted the urge to brush his hands away, because of the way he distracted me.

From inside the rift, a figure stepped out. Tall. Broad-shouldered. Wrapped in shadows that curled around him like living smoke. His eyes—two burning fragments of twilight—snapped instantly to Aria, and the darkness around him thickened in response, as if reacting to her collapse. The Dark King. A murmur rippled through the stunned crowd. “W-What is that—?” someone whispered. “Is he a rogue? A demon?” another stammered. “No,” Alpha Rowan said hoarsely. “No, this… this is something else.”