Queen Blood 소설 & 이야기

Maddison asked nervously, searching her mother's face for reassurance while keeping her eyes fixed on the television. The producers had wanted the royal family to stand in the gardens so the cameras could capture their reactions, but the Queen had refused. She would not hand that kind of power to the press. “Yes, it will work. You need to have a little more faith, Maddie,” Queen Emma replied as she sat beside King Peter, a cup of tea resting in her hands.

The older woman is showing her who has the power, and Yuelan, magnanimous, accords her the win. She stays on her knees, her expression devoid of any emotions as she waits to be told to get up. The Queen Mother sips her tea languidly, uncaring of the young woman kneeling before her. She can’t stand the young woman’s boldness, and worse of all, her beauty and youth make her jealous, not that she would ever admit it. Something has reached her ears that makes the young woman before her disgusting to her, and she wishes her son had listened to her when she told him not to marry the girl.

Niklaus found it amusing and chuckled. "Thor, why do you call me your Queen?"I asked as I sat on the throne seat. Thor's expression turned serious, "Your DNA holds the markers of the ancient ones, the rulers of the planet Xanthea. You are the last living female heir of the royal family onboard." "And who are the others in the chambers?" "They are the ship's crew and staff and one grandchild of the late Queen, Prince David." "But isn't David the next in line for the crown?"

Victoria on the other hand is wearing short jump suit on heels and gold jewelry. "I don't know if this went across to everyone but a member of the Infernal bloodbath pack almost killed our heir and today such culprit will be punished. Her name is Susan Carl, she is from the Infernal bloodbath pack. This is what happens to anyone who tries to kill the Queen", he nods and Susan is laid on a plank, her legs and hands are tied from the back, clothing in her mouth. A guard holding up a sword. My eyes lands on Aiden who is on his feet, his mouth opened so wide, his parents is just as flabbergasted as he is. I couldn't stop the smile that plastered on my lips. Oh boy. I love that look of helplessne

I shrugged and Blaine looked impressed, but still not convinced. "Don't provoke her, Blaine," Mateo said and Blaine shrugged. "I don't believe your mate. She is bluffing." "How about I prove to you-" "Children, stop," the queen said as she looked at me and Blaine, shaking her head. "Now I have four kids," she said with a long dragging breath, and I didn't know why it made me feel like the luckiest person alive in Draconia, right now. King Rupert opened the locker and then pulled out what looked like small locker box, once again made of styrodian. And he opened the box and my breath just stopped from the magnificence of the crown.

She couldn’t quite put her finger on it. “There’s something else, Your Majesty,” the Queen said, even more agitated now. “That woman from Lark Hall has grown increasingly brazen! Just look—this year, the palace acquired a fresh batch of rare snowberry elixir. His Majesty used to send it to me, but this time he gave it to her. Who is she? Nothing but a plaything! Is she really worthy of such fine gifts? I went to confront the King, and he simply said he’d give me some next time. I am the Queen of this nation! To be slighted by a mere mistress—how disgraceful, if word gets out? And now His Majesty is treating her far too well. Something’s wrong. I’ve noticed her gait is unsteady lately—I suspe

Her own attire – simple green wool instead of her usual hunting leathers – drew curious glances from other gods and nymphs who passed them on the way. "He always knows when his favorite toys return home. And he never likes it when we've been playing in his garden without his permission." There was edge to her voice – a resentment born of centuries spent under Zeus’s rule, of watching him claim dominion over all things while expecting others to follow his commands without question. She had always valued her independence more than most of the Olympians, choosing the freedom of the wild over the comforts of the palace, but even she felt the pull of duty that bound them all to their king.

Against all odds. But holding is not the same as winning. And eventually, they could not hold anymore. I turned the page. And found a portrait. Just a sketch, really. Pen and ink. Faded with age. A woman. She was not young in the portrait, but she was not old either. She was somewhere in between, in that particular place where a person stops looking like what they were and starts looking like what they are. Her hair was loose. Her expression was not afraid. Mira. Last Queen of the Witch Covens. Keeper of the High Flame. Killed in the forty-third year of the Crimson War by Aldric the Elder, great-great-grandfather of the current Alpha King.

Her head was now adorned with a gigantic crimson crown, made of supercharged, standing hair. " Frivolous? You took away my newborn without my consent... " " Mind your words, woman. I am your king before I am your husband. I don't need your consent regarding matters of the state. And the whereabouts of my heir is one of those. " The queen immediately stopped in the middle of her track. She twitched her neck and her hair immediately fell over her shoulder. It was back to being dark brown once again. She retraced her steps and then muttered under her breath,

I sighed and shook my head as the reality of his words sunk in. “Exactly. Not only that, you are to be Queen of the dragons which gives you claim to all that the dragons have. Which is a substantial amount. The Island is hidden and just for dragons, but our mainland claim is in Europe and it is extensive. You have effectively become the most powerful leader the supernatural world has seen in a very long time. The black wolf wasn’t wrong in saying you are important. You indeed are, A Queen, an Alpha and a Luna.” Cadmus said as he watched all of us from behind the desk, pacing the floor slowly as he talked. “So…the council already sees her and by extension us as a threat doesn’t it?” Laris ask