Can You Romance The Emperor Bg3 Mga Nobela at Kwento

POINT YOUR SWORD TO ME CHAPTER ONE: THE NIGHT It would just be a matter of time before her husband opens the door and consummates their first night. But, can they consummate their first night? Considering what happened three years ago, Lixien knew that being the Empress awaits many responsibilities. Lowering her head, she heard a noise from the door. She tightened the grip to her thin robe she was wearing and bit her lip slightly. Completely turning around, she bowed her head and gave her greetings to the Emperor.

and who was poisoning his mind from where dis he got the idea of singing to his beloved to please her and get her to forgive you . " No , No , This one won't go . I know my believe must be rushing outside to meet me at this moment this noble one just need one more chance , we can't let her think we left " said the Emperor gazing at the rose palace with a rapt misty eyed expression " C'mon , Dante take it from the top !" If poor Lord Kaisen knew that the Emperor was busy wooing his beloved Empress back while his son wooed his daughter , who knows what would have happened to our dear prime minister .

I don’t have the locus to be your lover. Emperor said no you don’t have to say that. Please come closer to me I have missed you. Emperor walked to her. Doris bowed on the ground and said my Lord I am not wealthy to be your wife I have been defile so please I beg you to forgive me. It was not my fault but I couldn’t wait for you.

Being Dharakand’s princess had trained her to read the deceit lurking behind familiar faces, and to suspect the motives wrapped in an emperor’s summons. “Greetings, Your Majesty,” she said, curtseying. He gave the smallest nod—acknowledgment without warmth, the kind of gesture that said her respect was expected, not earned. Typical of a man who thought his crown made him the measure of all things. “How are you feeling?” he asked, his tone smooth—pleasant on the surface. But she could see the calculation beneath it. The question unsettled her. Why does he care about her health? Kings don’t ask out of kindness—they ask to see where the cracks are.

It was pure. “They dared to piss on our gates, then went home by laying our dogs on pure trash,” the Emperor whispered, his voice creeping slowly through the pores of every elder present. Not a cry of fury, but rather a promise of absolute death. "Alexander Sterling... you may be immune to banking sabotage, but let's see if your European fangs are immune to pure dragon blades." The Emperor stood up. His golden silk robe fluttered. For a hundred years, he never left his throne in Asia. But tonight, pure imperial prestige had been slapped right in his face!

"How did you get married without my permission, Harriet Goldlane?" Harriet squinted at those dark, hideous eyes. Axias Euclase, the Third Emperor of the Continent of the Euclase Empire, or the nicknamed Blue Dragon Knight who rules the Dawning Sky. The best emperor and most loved by his subjects, and the man who made Harriet his right-hand man. "Especially into that Monster Family, Almandine?" the man asked sharply. "Have you lost your mind?"

He must be the emperor's most beloved and that's why he was given the most beautiful castle in the empire. "Wife," Romeo pulled her attention back to him as he walked closer to her. "Before we go, I'd like you to meet my men," he said, and five men stood in a line a few steps away before her. The hoods of their cloaks were down. Roselle swallowed inaudibly at their overwhelming presence. Three of them were just as tall as Romeo but the other two were huge. Roselle immediately remembered the huge and terrifying generals that used to accompany her father and the human emperors back in the Southern Empire. In fact, despite looking very relaxed, these five men were emitting a powerful aura that

He stepped over Rowan, who was groaning on the floor, bleeding from a dozen glass cuts. Liam stopped ten feet from the Emperor. "You promised," Liam said. "You promised me the throne. You promised me the command." "I promised you power!" the Emperor shouted. "Kill her!" "You promised me legacy!" Liam roared. He gestured to the wreckage of the machine, to the Queen slumped in the corner. "But you... you were never going to give it up, were you? You built a new body. For yourself." The Emperor sneered. "You are a blunt instrument, Liam. You are fit to swing a hammer, not to rule an empire. Now obey me!"

Aranjo asked and looked directly at the Emperor. "Yes!" replied the Emperor. "Can I marry all Gods without exception?" Aranjo responds. "Right!" replied The Emperor. "That means including yourself?" asked Aranjo. If she had to marry one of the Heaven realm gods, then the Emperor was what she wanted. The wind goddess smiled sarcastically as well as her two sisters. In all realms, who doesn't know the emperor has the nickname of a heartless God or a stone-hearted God. So many great Goddesses tried to approach and get her heart but all failed and did not get anything. And Aranjo confidently declares his intention, isn't it the same as a joke.

Arzen says brightly, all his hurt forgotten “It’s even more beautiful if it’s fleeting, better yet, if it’s forbidden and unattainable.” See? This guy isn’t even trying to hide how much of a rouge he is! Before either Josephine or I can say anything, the doors of the ballroom open up once more, and the booming voice of the announcer echoes in the ballroom. “Bow in reverence and offer your most loyal greetings to the twenty-sixth Emperor of the Empire Of Greten, Alpha Vidar De Lunarius Devereaux, the rightful ruler of this Holy Empire!” The change that sweeps over the ballroom is remarkable. As once, every Lord and Lady drop into a curtsy or bow. I do too, despite the dying curiously in my bo