Fantasy Nobles の小説・ストーリー

He crumpled into a heap, his head at an odd angle on his neck. Images were flashing through Michael's brain as the judges' fear grew. He saw people with his talent for affecting the real world being hunted for centuries. For all those years the mass of lucid dreamers and minor magicians had tried the few stronger ones for supposed crimes against the Rule of the Council. Everyone who had come into contact with them had been destroyed to keep the existence of magicians and sorcerers secret from the majority of dreamers and the public at large. "Kill him!" one of the judges shrieked. "Kill him now."

He'd become separated from his comrades and – "Was he a prince?" I interrupt the story. "A prince?" Gran looks thoughtful. "Well, this is a very old story my sweet. There are many different tellings of it. Some people do say he was a prince. Others tell it that he was a wandering knight in service to some ancient king, or else an elvish noble of the Fairy Court, lost and far from home. Some people even say he had wings like a bird, and he'd fallen down from a country above the clouds just to meet the girl.

No matter what she said, that’s how they would view it. Being name bound was marriage in Faerie. Of course, Bailey was not aware of that fact, and none of princes seemed inclined to inform her. The quicker this was over, the quicker he could return to his Court and forget the little Halfling and the half hold she had on his heart already.

natural flare. Massive castles, lavish banquets, pale chandeliers, elegant laces, and crimson cups of blood. Everything is like a colorful vanity painting of the nobility. Brawen took a sip of the blood that had turned into water, and didn't think much of it. It just feels like those nobles just want to show everyone how flashy they are. At this time, everyone stopped all activities, and no one asked anyone to look up at the high platform. The seat of honor. A position that no C or D rank vampire could ever reach.

The nobles at once summoned their familiars around , in a semicircle hoping that their magical beasts will protect them . Rogue watched their actions and snorted in disdain for them the Royal family were putting their life's on the line yet none of these nobles sent so much as a single familiar for their help . Once everything was over , the first thing that he was going to do after returning was - relieving these nobles off their posts ! Their loyalty , he was afraid he cannot afford ! " My darling ! You don't need to step up ! Go and stand back , let me protect you "

“The Book of Enchantments isn’t just any ancient text. It holds the power to destroy the very fabric of the Universe. The spells within it are beyond comprehension, so potent that only the strongest wizards and witches could ever hope to perform them. Kalazar knows this. And that’s why he needs it.” Dominic’s jaw tightened, and I could see the storm brewing in his eyes. The thought of such power in Kalazar’s hands was a nightmare we could hardly afford to entertain. “So, he’s building an army,” Dominic muttered, piecing together the dark puzzle. “He’s gathering wizards, witches—anyone who can harness that kind of magic to bring his plans to fruition.”

shouted one of the nobles. "Elves are attacking, there are vampires, too!" he shouted haltingly because he was out of breath. "How come there are elves here? Let alone vampires." The nobles didn't believe it, but they had second thoughts because of this attack. "It can't be the royal army either, most of them are our people," said another noble. "Hello everyone!" Noe surprised the nobles by appearing suddenly with all of us. "That mask and robe!" One of the nobles pointed at Noe, then trembled.

“I will be reaching out to her cousin in Warfang, Alpha King Karl Strider. Doubtless, he will want us to marry and to make Ainslee my queen. This will be done at the earliest possible moment. Now, however, we must concentrate on war.” The nobles all look at each other, then the eldest of them, a wizened old man, every inch of him white as snow except for two milky blue eyes, croaks out, “We are with you. There is no other choice. We either throw in our lot with you, or we lose everything.” Grumpy nobles all nod, and I wonder just how many nobles had taken Kris’s side.

a noblesse says cackling. Her laugh makes them all shiver. It carried a tone that sounded like she was an evil witch, but the handlers did not know how the nobles and noblesses looked. They only spoke to them. All they knew is that the nobles and noblesses are probably high ranked to other worlds, but are secretly savages so that was why their faces were never shown. "Don't you think we should punish them?" a voice says softly. "I think we should kill them then have them eaten by vultures," Another voice says sinisterly.