Daughter Of The Emperor Ch 1 Novels & Stories

The Emperor hesitated. What happened... during these four years? --- He swallowed his anger. "There is another important matter." He gestured toward the young woman beside him. "Come forward." The girl obediently stepped ahead. The hall erupted into whispers. Only Kiara remained expressionless. She had expected this moment. "I wish to introduce my second daughter." "Amelia Hyperion." The whispers grew louder. The Emperor continued. "Eighteen years ago... I mistook another woman for my late wife." "From that mistake..."

he began, his voice unhurried and deliberate, "Did you just say that my Empress has been keeping your daughter from you?" Cedric and Seraphina went rigid. "The... The Empress?" Cedric raised his head, his gaze falling on Mother, the blood draining from his face. "She... She..." "She is my Empress. The lady of the court, and the only one in this kingdom who holds that title." Father spoke each word with precision. "And that child."

"The Cadwell family has always been loyal." "Your Majesty is too kind." I kept my head lowered. "Theo… Adrian, His Highness is my son. Protecting him was my duty." The old Emperor's eyes flickered with surprise. "Your son?" Adrian suddenly said, "Grandfather, she is my mother." His voice was not loud, but it was extraordinarily firm. The old Emperor was silent for a moment. Then, he smiled. There was a trace of bitterness in it. "Good. Very good. The fact that you feel this way brings me comfort."

Their argument faded as I left them behind. Behind me, I heard Alexander call out, "This isn't over, Alexa. A mate bond can't be broken so easily." I didn't look back. Three days later, Father stood at my office door, holding a lunchbox. "Daughter!" He rushed over, pushing the lunchbox into my hands. "Come home. Sam and Mother both miss you." I looked at the lunchbox. "This must have taken Mother considerable effort." "It did, but you're worth any price."

The Vulture crumpled, the laughter dying in his throat, replaced by a strangled cry as his gun clattered away. “Don’t test me,” Emilia said, stepping closer. “You thought I wasn’t capable of leading. That I was just a girl to sell, to use, to control. Well, you were right about one thing.” He glared up at her, blood seeping through his pant leg. “I was your daughter,” she said. “Now I’m your reckoning.” Outside, the men she brought flooded the grounds, finishing what she started. Engines roared as armored trucks crushed through the gates. Fire spread through the gardens, turning the manicured beauty into a battlefield.

Emaline began her story, “I saw him and his dad on the night my parent died. He was there. They attacked us and even when the rain began, they still went ahead to kill our people brutally, and even after my sister and I were sent to the orphanage, you still came for us and the spell… the s-spell–” Emaline cried. She fell, sitting on the ground as she wept. My Dad muttered, “Your aura is oddly familiar but subtle. Whose daughter are you?” It took more than three minutes for Emaline to respond. She wiped her face as she rose to her feet, announcing, “I am the first daughter of Alpha Queen Isabella of the…” No one allowed Emaline to complete her statements. The gasps that came after her announc

I said, then I drank my tea. “But you are my daughter, your safety comes first… Another thing, I don’t quite trust the holy temple after what happened before I gave birth to you,” the empress said. “The temple is holy… wait, you called me your daughter?” I said as I looked at the empress with full shock and put my tea cup on the table slowly. “Yes,” she replied. “Haha, my dear niece, you cannot deceive her majesty with those eyes of hers who can see through any magical power and abilities,” aunt said, then drank her tea.

I spent a while talking to her while she told me about her problems, but she also made an observation to me. “I can sense that something is tormenting her, I don't know what she might be going through. I have worked in the kingdom, I can stand how difficult it must be to live under so many rules, women are always subject to the demands of their husbands, but you... she said and smiled. "You are the daughter of King Henry, one of the most powerful, no one can hurt you." I appreciated her words, I don't know why, but talking to that woman changed something inside me, and something occurred to me.