Royal Matador の小説・ストーリー

That one step felt like a blade cutting through me. He tried to speak again, but a guard appeared in the doorway. “Your Highness,” the guard said, gasping. “There’s a problem. With the press.” Adrian froze. “What now?” The guard gave me a tablet. “Sir, you need to see this.” I opened it. My breath stopped. A newspaper title blazed across the screen: “PRINCE ADRIAN AVOIDING WOMEN UNFIT FOR MARRIAGE?”

Turning to Tia, he said gently, “I spoke with Daxen. If I name you Royal Companion, I can keep my throne. I knew the risk when I marked you but if you don’t want the title, I’ll abdicate without hesitation.” Tia’s eyes filled with emotion. “You would truly give up everything for me?” He nodded, unwavering. She smiled through her tears. “Then that’s all I need to know. You are my mate, my love, and my king. I would be honored to be your Royal Companion.” Mikan drew her into his arms and held her tightly. Then he looked at Brie. “I know the upcoming celebration is for your reign, but after the ceremony before the night ends, when the royals are gathered may I announce my Royal Companion?”

“There must be something that I'm missing. there must be something that you know which no one else does.’’ my stepmother says, setting a cup of coffee on the table before looking up at me. “What are you..’’ “Don't act coy with me.’’ she interrupts. “Two royals have entered this house in less than a span of one month. All of them need to speak with you. What is going on? Who do you think you are stirring trouble in the name of this house?’’

I felt my fingers tear through my hair before my eyes settled on the brilliant gold crown that was resting in the show glass propped up in the corner of the room. I exhaled noisily, snatching the crown from the carpet of red and fitting it tightly on my head before pushing through the double doors into the quiet brick-walled corridors of the Burning City Castle. “Ragu! Ragu! Where are these damned guards?” I bellowed impatiently, watching the group of maids that turned the corner dash away before I could think to call out. “Your Majesty! You called-” The frail-looking wolf that looked more like a corpse than anything whispered when he appeared before me and I took a moment to glare him down.

I might not check in with my mother for a day or two, but Maria is always calling me daily, wanting to know about my day-to-day habits and if there's a reason why I've given up on God. I haven't given up on the big old guy. There are just some connection problems that have gotten in the way. Maria is a protestant, and she has raised me to be deeply religious, while my royal family is Catholic, and they attend church like a lone sheep lost on its way home, departed from the herd. They are good at covering it up, though. They would pretend to be deeply religious like the godforsaken animals we all are whenever it comes to our attention. Especially if it's going on air to be broadcasted on the

He said while lifting his hands. "I don't want to calm down Adrean. Where am I?" I asked loudly. "In my palace." He answered Softly then looked away. "What do you mean your palace?" I asked seriously. "Where is she?" A woman's voice asked. The door was opened by a man in golden armor, he looked like a royal guard. An older woman walked in. She looked very beautiful, but what caught my eye was the diamond pendant that had the royal seal of one of the feared, rich kingdoms in all land.

She asks. “My mother is queen of the wolves and dragons. My father is king of the wolves. Jax is already strong enough to be king of the dragons. And Kaine is―” I hesitate for moment, swallowing hard. “Kaine is another thing altogether but he’s definitely powerful enough to be king of dragons and wolves. And then there’s me: I’m stronger than the Beta. My parents are shifter royalty, my brothers are practically legends, and I’m stronger than the Beta.” My head falls back onto the couch and I let out a heavy breath.

Sylvain ignored me, recalling the next line—apparently he had an exemplary memory. I scrubbed a hand down my face, "We stole the throne. We've been stealing it ever since. The rightful heir hasn't sat on the throne for a very long time but the golden-winged one will regain her throne. The throne will return to its rightful owner. From throne to throne." "Well that clears the last line of that paragraph," Sylvain said, "how did your kind figure out it meant wings?" "They were talking about a throne and only the purest rule. Purest have white wings so obviously when they said golden and not white that was what they were referring to," I explained.

It’s a long ride from the royal palace to Eclipse pack and I would have dreaded the journey if not for the presence of my mate besides me. The last time I had to travel this long was when I left the royal palace to hide from Ryder, a very foolish decision as I have now noticed. I could never do without him, and I don’t even want to try.

I hand it to Gray who took one look and dumped it on the table shaking his head, if only he knew how dark it was really going to get. "They met down at the lake where this auction type thing was set up, Matilda was placed on a stand where the buyers would bid to buy her, it all went smoothly as first and someone won it and was willingly to pay your father one million pound for her" I sigh picturing what that poor girl must have been thinking when all this was happening "they went to do the transition but Matilda wasn't going down without a fight, she fought and managed to take down the guy that intended to buy her and bite your father so hard, that she took a few layers of his skin off, he t