Cast Of Empresses In The Palace Mga Nobela at Kwento

Priscilla had to wonder how the cast had found a deserted place like this. The yard wasn’t big. It took a few steps to reach the interior. Two handmaidens behind her pushed open the door, where a manservant bowed forward, reporting, “Her Majesty the Empress!” And yet no one came out to welcome her. It was dark and gloomy inside the palace. The moment the door opened, what greeted them was dust and the moldy scent of moisture. Priscilla frowned. The handmaiden beside her stood in front of her and fanned the air, trying to lessen the stench. She raised a hand and stopped them. Then she lifted the hem of her dress and walked inside.

But now, one star was painted larger, brighter—clearly meant to represent her. “Subtle,” she muttered. The palace courtyard had changed in small ways—new hedges shaped like lions, fresh coats of paint, a water fountain that now played music when someone approached. Yet there were familiar faces among the changes, too. Stablehands waved shyly. Palace cooks peeked from the kitchens, flour dusting their noses. Gardeners gave sheepish bows, clutching shears behind their backs like guilty schoolchildren. There is a long pause before the carriage door opened. The moment Alesteria stepped out and looked up, everyone seemed to have seen a glimpse of the late Empress in her.

No doubt, Soheila knew what's the Empress identify. The Empress felt an observing gaze, so she looks around to see who it was and saw Soheila looking at her with a knowing look. The Empress winked at Soheila secretly and mouthed 'secret.' Soheila nodded and guessed what she was saying. “The wives of the four prestigious Clan Masters, they are my friends who came with me here.” The Empress said while looking at Maximo, Zachary, Hector, and Ezekiel. “My mother was not from here?” Hector asked.

He looks like a blessing made to bless the eyes of whoever sees him. Justin as the Emperor held his sword and did a mild swing to show the King's power. He also gave them his signature smirk that allows him to break every girl's heart effortlessly. Jam as the Palace Princess holds the feather fan and turns around doing fine gestures to showcase the elegant robe, making her look so pretty and cute. Heaven as the consort really looks, as if she belongs from the past, the classic natural beauty is bewitching. Lastly, the Empress. She opens her arms wide to show the Empress Majestic Pheonix embroidered on her long overflowing robe's sleeves, making everyone's mouth open in awe as they witness a