Long ago there was a kingdom unknown to the modern age. It was a time where magic existed and the earth was nothing but joy. The lands were lush, the oceans were pure. It was a paradise! Everyone lived in serenity, there is no other time or kingdom like this. This is where people wanted to live, this place was amazing! The rulers of this kingdom was King Orion, Queen Artemis and their son Carter, they were not selfish people, and they were genuine kind people with warm smiles. And eyes filled with emotions and twinkles. Each royal family had powers and their powers would differ from kingdoms and family lines. Most courts stayed away from each other, never has two kingdoms came together and produce an offspring. That was until King Orion …show more content…
It would worsen when his father said “you’ll get used to it, sooner or late you will want their attention." But none the less Prince Carter was enjoying his time
The sun has retired and may stands has closed, it was time to go home. The palace was odd, it was dark and he could hear little whispers in the background. Then it went silent…………“SURPRISE, HAPPY BIRTHDAY PRINCE CARTER”, the palace lit up in wonderful colors and crowds of people wishing him a happy birthday. Prince Carter was in shocked his mouth was open, and it was stuck that way. Slowly he began to talk “but my birthday is in a week!” his mother struggled to talk “you see um... Son... Ugh we have” “a yearlong retreat starting tomorrow” butted in King Orion
The next day came and Prince Carter was quiet. Today his parents will be leaving for a whole year! Although he was happy yesterday, today was different. It want loud nor colorful like before. Today was dull and quiet, the mood was too depressing for his liking. He was going to miss his parent a lot, he refused to leave his room, and maybe they would stay if he hadn’t left. But he knows it is a Noble’s duty to stay calm at times like this. He met up with Ophelia and Marcus in the middle of the hallway. He swore he heard Marcus mumbling things like “cane the young prince handle this?’ “How is he going to react?” All of these word stuck in his head. It repeated in his head
Once upon a time in a magical kingdom far, far away lived a two kings who ruled the land. The first king was a gentle king he ruled over the land of pixies and fairies and he never made and unjust ruling when it came to his subjects. His name was Metatron. The second king had a fiery temper and ruled passionately often blinded by his own passion to help that he never saw through the lies of his subjects. His name was Morghen. The land was divided between the kings neither king intervened in the affairs of the other. The believed in a land where they could peacefully coexist. There came a time where the kings had decided to have children both kings had sent their request to the magical storks to deliver them two baby boys. Metatron named his baby boy Roland, while Morghen named his boy Kylen. For a while the boys grew up separately and the divided kingdoms lived in peace. But all was not well during this time, the evil witch
In America people are paid for virtually anything nowadays; but for some reason we hold our superiorly achieving college athletes to a different moral standard where they showcase their highly profitable talents for free. College athletes such as Ben Simmons and Lonzo Ball, whose names alone bring in sell out crowds everywhere they go, are not paid, yet bring in insurmountable of profit to universities that not otherwise be possible. This begs the question: Do college athletes deserve to be paid for their time, skill, and profit they bring to the universities? College athletes should get paid for their play due to the fact that their job is working for their teams, the university makes enormous amounts of money off of them, and sometimes a
As Earlene held Augustine, the guilt that she had carried seemed to have begun to stab her repeatedly, she feels a little better telling the child somewhat of the truth. Whyyyyyy? Why did they have to kill my mother? said Augustine still is crying heavily. Earlene at the moment a loss of words at this point, looked at Augustine, and said you know you have a family that cares, and loves you they treat you as if you were their own. No, they don't. Augustine replied fiercely. They have lied to me this entire time. Augustine would then pull away from Earlene, and would begin to slowly walk backward. Now, remember, you promised me you wouldn't go to act out on what I have told you, said Earlene now basically pleading with Augustine. Augustine would then look at Earlene with her eyes glazed over, all she could feel now was immense hurt, and pain and she didn't know how to tend to it. Augustine would afterward turn around, and run out the room; dart passes everyone in the house and makes her way outside. Joseph, and Elizabeth both saw this. They would both look at one another, as they knew at the moment that Augustine had found out the very thing they tried for so long to keep a secret had now been
Twenty years ago in the year 1400 as the King and Queen were taking a walk a Monk approached them and said, "Do not despair, great happiness is headed your way." The Monk left, and the King and Queen continued on home. A few days later the Queen announced that she was expecting a child. The Queen gave birth to a strong, healthy baby boy; the King and Queen decided name to the child William, the Great Prince. William brought the kingdom joy, prosperity, and good-fortune.
Dayron didn't know what to do. He was stuck behind a wall. He had been behind this wall for ages. Unsure whether or not anyone would come for him. Unsure if anyone even noticed he was gone. When the wall came down and he saw his mama there, he thought she was going to rescue him, even though it should have been the other way round. She should be the trapped Princess and he was the Hero who was going to save her. Instead, she had fell to the floor and didn't get back up. Dayron was confused. What was she doing? Then the room had been covered with hot, burny fire and then he heard Mama screaming.
A young man sat outside his home and spoke to himself “The moon is as red as fire and is at it’s highest peak above the castle I can see just about everything from here. My wife was right this is the best cottage in the village. My great-grandfather and his brother built it from scratch. I am so happy to raise a family here.” “Charles come inside tell the kids to come in too it’s late,” his wife said. “Oh honey, look at the moon, it’s more beautiful than all the stars tonight,” Charles said. “Yes yes it is beautiful but tomorrow you have to meet with Sir Elliott. Convince him to let us keep our land even though their has been a drought and no one in the kingdom crops have grown and we have no food to offer him to keep our land,” his wife said
One day, however, while walking along the seemingly familiar tangled paths on his way back to the kingdom, the Prince became lost. The patterns of dappled sunlight from the overhead canopy that he used as his map to navigate by kept changing their shapes, so as to mislead him farther into the woods. For, despite the fact that the old oak trees were the Prince’s companions, the forest itself was still an ancient, wild thing and, as with any beast, it liked to tease its prey. The Prince wandered until the sun fell into slumber and the stars from which he had gained his personage came out to dance. The copses that had once been a bright and soothing force, now held a darkness that the Prince had only ever heard of from the old oaks’ tales. Regardless of the terror that the night had struck all the way to his very core, the Prince had been taught to be brave and so, he continued to walk through the pitch until, by chance, he happened to come across a small cottage.
mind starts to get tugged on from different problems in his life. Hamlet is a prince whose
The excitement and intrigue were palpable. Village folk and palace staff gossiped fervently, staking bets on the future. Would the kingdoms honor their arrangement? Would the heir and his soon-to-be bride
conclusion the King had murdered his father, he planned for revenge, but acting it out came very
This essay about why cell phones belong in school. It is explaining why cell phones belong in school. Cell phones should belong in school because of a few reasons, and A few reasons why they shouldn't belong in school. But that depends on if they are used right. It is that way with a lot of things in this life sometimes people go through it thinking that something is bad except fb vnor it is good, it is just the 50 percent of kids that make it bad by using it in the wrong way.
Normally the King and Queen rule as one but if they disagree, the child born of royalty will have the final say. Each Reign can last only 50 years so my husband and I will quietly retire from this kingdom ten years from now so our daughter and her family can take over. My eldest daughter and I are more like sisters than mother and daughter. She gives me the best fashion advice and we gossip and laugh like naughty school girls hiding a secret from a nosy onlooker. I love her dearly and I can truly say she is my best friend. I ditch my husband and grab a seat next to her and grab her face tightly and kiss her lips and forehead. We hug and she starts to whisper in my ear about things that will bring a mischievous smile to my lips. When my children become men and women they are required to move out of the main kingdom and live in one of the surrounding villas that surround the kingdom, which is a small paradise all onto itself. My older children who are now adults are too busy for this journey because they all have important roles within the ruling tribes. My eldest son who is the second oldest is already helping my husband’s “right hand man” prepare for the meeting this evening. My eldest daughter and I love these trips and would put everything on hold to go. The chariot begins to leave and my sons sit near their father and point at all the sites of the common
of Hamlet. I faced a number of issues with this assignment. I could not understand the writing of
This semester in Mr. Sellers’ History class, we were asked to read a history novel and write a book review on it. I chose to read The Prince by Niccolo Machiavelli, and it sure did not disappoint. For a book on history, it was not so bad. The two parts to this review include a summary and a critical analysis. This paper will discuss the major points Machiavelli made in his book and analyze his tone and writing style, with an overall critique.
Reading and papers are the basis of this class. Many stories have been read and many papers have been written. There are three however that should be focused on: “The Little Prince”, “After the ball”, and “How Much land does a man need.” This paper will find common ideas within the three stories, and decipher the authors intent in writing them.