Fantasy Nobles 소설 & 이야기

“Call me Kash. And this is Ciara, my friend.” “Thank you.” After the short conversation, Kasha suddenly left us to check on his tent. And so we had to continue wandering in the area. “Have you heard that bastard Noah is joining us this year?” “I was expecting him to stay away from the royals, but it seems like he is thick-skinned.” “He probably wishes to take the throne away. A mere bastard dared to dream big. Tsk.” The nobles we passed whispered to each other in a voice that could be heard even by a weak witch like me. They did that deliberately. What a despicable creature.

If there is strength and connection, they will definitely do everything to get their hands on this omega. Rose closed her eyes and felt her senses. "I was worried for the two nobles," she said, opening her eyes and staring at the ceiling. "You know how enthusiastic they are when they know that those two are noble. Even if they don't know which family they belong to, they will definitely do anything to get them."

“Mauve, listen to me. This isn’t about money. You’re not in danger. Not from us.” “Then what is it? Why tie me up? My family doesn’t have anything you’d want.” Nicholas leaned forward, his gaze locking hers. “Mauve Harrison. You are the next ruler of Elite, the parallel dimension to Earth. I, Nicholas Clarke, will serve as your Eliot. Sephie Scott is your Astral. Our duty is to escort you to Elite, where you will claim your throne.” The words hung heavy in the air. And then Mauve laughed. Sharp, disbelieving, almost hysterical. “That’s the best excuse you could come up with? Ruler of a parallel world? Do you think I’m twelve?”

“An Alpha faces claws on the battlefield. A Luna faces venom at the dinner table. Historically, noblewomen used poison far more than claws to clear their path to the throne.” Genevieve, standing at the front of the line with her friends flanking her, crossed her arms. Her nose crinkled in disgust. “This is a servant's work. A true northern noblewoman relies on her pack's loyalty, not weeds.” “Loyalty doesn't stop your heart from seizing after a sip of wine, Lady Genevieve,” Morgana snapped. She pointed a finger at the first tray. “Identify.” The court ladies stepped forward, whispering and guessing incorrectly. When they reached the silver-rimmed dish, one of the red haired noble smoothed he

The denial hangs precariously on my tongue, waiting to be let loose. “You don’t have to worry about not fitting in, because my maids and butlers will be there as well. The head maid will prepare a maid’s outfit for you to wear, and you can stand on guard or help nobles with their tasks. It is important to me to keep tabs on any rival companies. You, Nadia, are the only one I can trust with this information. As a reward, I will hike your pay by three times, and you can borrow my Magical Essences journal.” “Um, Master Thelowar, I think that this is still a bad idea.” I held my fingers tight as a traitorous thought crossed my mind.

The color seemed repetitive, but it was still the prettiest thing I had ever seen still. The people below the windows would slowly walk by in their long billowing dresses with strapping young men on their arms. Fancy dressed people must be part of the castle. Nobles, Councilmen, guards, they where just so pretty. Even Guards with their polished shiny armor, their white and gold tunics. The Eastern Kingdom was always known for their elegance and tunics, so it made sense why they would hold such high standards for their high society as well. I mean high standards where not one single noblewoman could have a single blemish, scar, or any other means of wear and tear. If you did you where highly

His drink lifted to his lips and suddenly he looked extremely seductive. "N-Nobles?" Alexis asked, her face flushed a bit. She received a smile. "Correct." "I think we shouldn't worry about them yet." The king lifted a brow at this, asking for an explanation, "we should start at the bottom and make our way up. After all, nobles were once of common blood. We start at the roots!" She smiled in a way a dog might when it did something good.

At the same time the young girl had been trying to practice magic with her bucket by making it levitate slightly while no one was watching. Sadly the plan now derailed thanks to his appearance. "Wait a minute! Aren't we the same age?!" The girl blinked in surprise not truly knowing why he was being arrogant. The reason she unsettled was that most nobles could only practice magic in public, on the other hand some nobles who didn’t have magic were considered to have lower statuses as opposed to the nobles who did have magic. At times there would be discrete skirmishes from time to time involving the nobles over magic, caring more about their status regardless of magic or not.

The two siblings are the descendants of the King's grandmother, therefore they were purebred vampires and not hybrids. Lady Nicole picked up a red apple from the try of fruits and her long thin perfectly manicured fingers grazed it gently as she took a bite, and not a single drop of apple juice could be seen on her lips. "How long have you schooled in the academy?" Katherine asked the group of people around her that seemed to be engaged in small talk. "You've misunderstood, we're only present to receive our official certificate of becoming scholars," Sir Alexander explained. Asides from being rich and having power, being educated was very much valued.

I mused. "So these are all fresh-faced recruits?" Roland's astonishment was palpable. No wonder he sensed that something was amiss in this peculiar scenario. "Yes, they're not much different from the two hundred rookies we recently added to our ranks." Naturally, I grasped the intricate military dynamics of our empire. The majority of the noble elite would position commoners and low-ranking knights at the forefront, mere pawns to be sacrificed, while their esteemed knights and powerful mages lurked in the shadows, waiting for the opportune moment to strike.