The Kingdom’s Maiden

om all the greatest kingdoms of Britain. For generations now cities or kingdoms have never stood beside theirs. The kingdom has been left behind with no successor. Aloe Rodriguez has been t

entually succeeds. She knew that the kingdom would be torn apart far from what he expected and that the family one of his daughters would be chosen from would want the kingdom and all its fortune to be theirs. What she feared most was to be tormented even on her death bed, she didn't want to die earlier than expected. Aloe's eagerness to find a son to succeed his throne bothered her and she wanted to be more careful in how their dealings would go about. Their kingdom was the strongest and the wealthiest for how history could tell and what brought a little spaced thorn was the most unfortunate. The greatest kingdom without a successor. Today he invited the ten greatest kingdoms that lurked behind his to a big coronation of his next successor, with their noblest princes he invited them all. What he planned in mind was more huge than what anyone could expect. The big hall started to get filled with people of different ways, attires, knowledge, princes, Nobelists, and even charm. From the greatest Castello, the strongest Iron wing, the ferret's baronet, and the bravest with good archery skills, Northumbria, etc. On their names lined with titles. Aloe stared at his wife and she looked back at him with a smile. "Get the girls," Aloe ordered.