Im The King の小説・ストーリー

Perhaps Faye could slice it off for him. I highly doubted that the next King would ever be caught in a position such as this. However, I would be sure to remind him before we left here to keep his dick in his pants when in front of his guests. Decorum was what every King needed. “I’m not your pet. I’m Imeela Precoza, daughter of King Desmond and Queen Sadira. The one that you’ve been hunting for the past decade and failed each and every time. My mother warned you before you murdered her that you would only sit there temporarily. All of those who remember my parents and their spirits, don Eidathdatay. I’m here to end your reign of terror and abuse. I AM HERE TO RESCUE MY PEOPLE!” Imeela shout

She looks-lost. Slowly, the men around me go to one knee. Marinah's eyes leave mine, and she looks at them, not comprehending what's happening. Her gaze comes back to me, and I see her fear. I smile and slowly take one knee. "What? Get off your knees; every one of you is crazy." No, we aren't crazy. We're paying homage to our new leader. Marinah is King. ***

Their foreheads touched the floor. Katty Emerlinda walked slowly, dragging her gown past the ministers to the throne of the king. King Van De Fretas. She bowed respectfully in front of the king. "Your Majesty, I am coming." Katty said in an authoritative voice. "My dear, come here." The King of Van De Fretas said, then stretched out his hand. Katty Emerlinda raised her face and then took the king's hand. The two of them looked at each other and smiled at each other. After that, the king took Katty Emerlinda to sit beside him. "Raise your faces, look at the future queen of the Blue Kingdom!" King Van De Fretas said in a stern tone. The ministers spontaneously raised their faces and looked at

"We celebrate the return of our king and his mate our queen, by the power vested in me I hereby proclaim Axel Alamander our king and Lianna Redwoods our queen." The cheer continued with series of chants that shouted " long live the king." I felt so happy and so fulfilled. This is it, this is the life I was created to live not the one of hardship, worries and constantly being on the run and I will make sure that no one has to go through all of that.

This confinement is not the end, but rather the catalyst for my triumphant rise. In the depths of my imprisonment, the spark of rebellion flares to life. I am King Alex, and I will not be silenced. The battle for my kingdom has only just begun.

King Philip, the king of Gordon groaned as he stared at Danika so lustfully, Danika shrank closer to Lucien. "I was about to say the same thing. She looks so beautiful..." King Moreh, the king of Ijipt grunted beside him. Both kings are in their late forties, and just staring at Danika, they started spotting an erection which they didn't even try to hide. Danika bit back a whimper at the sight, glaring openly at both kings, unable to stop the stare. One of the Kings stood up, the third king was named King George. "Privileged people of England! We have gathered here today for the Introduction of the slave of the King Of Salem!"

From this day forward, I King take Princess La Reine as my Slave. TBC

His tone was somewhat sarcastic, as if he were mocking my attempt to unite Emrich and Ysabella. “Did you think that was silly?” I asked, feeling a little uncomfortable. Was I unaware of my limits? “Things are a little different here in Emberclaw. People are different,” he sighed. “By the way, I’m going on a short trip tomorrow. I’m going to the Seven Packs; I want everyone to know I’m okay now and that I’m active as their king.” “Goddess, that’s great. The kingdom really needs this, for everyone to see that you’re interested in getting everyone out of this crisis.” I was really happy about that.

The King gritted through his teeth as he held everything in him to unleash the demons that were threatening to come out. The man named Errol smirked in amusement. "I never knew the words of a child telling you the truth could anger you this much!" The king sharply stood. "Know your place, Errol!" He stepped down the alter as he advanced towards the calm man, smirking with pure amusement. "I am the true king of Arcelia and my reigns shall last forever!!" He sharply came before the man, his angry scent filling every space of the room, nearly suffocating.

However, much to my dismay I am on the opposite side where I am the last choice, one they want only when they are left with no option other than to choose me. Perhaps I am not the best, nor am I likable. I sigh, staring down at the lawn from the window of my castle.The lawn which is filled with my people, cheering and dancing away all their problems.Celebrating the comeback of their King, Heath Hart. Their one and only King.A true King. I walked back to my armchair and settled myself there.A sigh leaves my lips. The darkness of my room is far different and gloomy from the brightness of every other corner in the Kingdom.