A New Beginning Mystwalker ✔️

Chapter 69: Choice

Hello readers. I'm back. I'm so bored so I'm updating chapters left and right! Here is chapter 69. Please enjoy!
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Knightwalker's Pov:

Jellal just asked me to be his bride. We soon left the gardens and Jellal had to go do some paper work. So I'm all alone now. Jellal picked up the flowers that I throw into the air and handed them to me. I better go find a pot and put them in.

I walked to my room and find a small it white and blue vase and placed the flowers in there.

I smiled happily and looked down at my ring that Jellal gave me. He must have spend thousands on this ring! It's real and shiny with diamonds. Jellal really didn't have to get me such a expansive ring. I would have been happy with a fake one. But knowing Jellal he do anything.

Someone suddenly knocks on my door.

"Come in!" I said.

Coco walked into the room.

"Hello Coco, what's up?" I asked with a happy face.

"Nothing much there is a council meeting in 30 minutes." She informed me.

"Okay," I smiled happily.

"Why are you all smiley?" She asked with a smirk on her face.

"Nothing much!" I said.

"Is it because of the flowers?" She asked.

"Yeah, I love roses and Jellal was picking some for me." I said.

"So, the king was picking you roses. Anything else happen. You wouldn't be smiling that much over roses. So, what happened?" Coco asked.

"Nothing. I need to get going." I said as I left the room.

I looked back and saw that Coco left to.

Since I already left my room. I guess I should go to the council room for the meeting. I rather be early then late. Jellal is always late for everything.

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I walked into the council room and saw the head chairman.

"Good evening Chairman." I greeted.

He was giving me a death glare and it was only him and me in the room.

"Hello Captain Knightwalker." He said sounding angry.

"Hi, what's wrong you seem very upset." I said.

"No, I'm not upset captain. I'm pissed!" He yelled.

"Why?!" I asked.

"Well, captain. Can I ask you something?" He asked.

"Sure? What is it?" I asked.

"A king is what?" He asked.

"Someone that rules the country." I said.

"And what does a king do?" He asked. Why is he asking me these questions.

"Watching over his people, making sure everything is alright." I said.

"What kind of blood does our king have?" He asked.

"I think his blood is A blood." I said.

"NOOO, that's not it!" He said.

"Yeah, that's his blood type." I said.

"No, our king has clean blood. He is royalty. He needs to have clean blood and he needs to be with someone that his clean blood, not dirty blood."