Daughter Of The Emperor Ch 1 Novels & Stories

The maid and servant around her stepped back in fear of getting the brunt of her anger. The butler beside her wiped the cold sweat on his head before confirming his words, “That...that is what our people are saying, My Empress.” Lamia’s face frowned even more, “Presumptuous! How could the daughter of our enemy become his mate?” At the side, Mateo’s father, Emperor Niphone Katsaros, frowned when he heard this news. He knows how long his son has been waiting for his mate to appear by his side. But, how...why?

I replied to blow up his fire of anger. "Liam, where are you?" He asked but his tone is abruptly changed. "Italy," I responded and thought but kept my words in my mind, "Welcome Dad. If you are behind this, you will be shot by your own son, whom you ordain and made the Emperor. "Liam..." "Dad," I sighed cutting him off and paused for a while. I continued, "Dad... You know me. Now, I'm the Emperor, so she is the Empress. And you know the punishment of harming the Empress. I will punish the person who is responsible for her state."

She keeps on screaming. "No." The man who is silent beside her now finally talk. "It's the Empress who pulled me in this room, she's drunk and keeps on calling me as the Emperor, I was tempted. So I followed all along." "Shut up! It's not me! Father! Help me! I was wronged!" Empress Park begged. Left Prime Minister let out a long sigh. "I begged His Majesty to investigate this matter. My daughter is wronged. I never raised her to be this lowly. Please Your Majesty."

Without even saying a word to me or my current situation, they marched forward in front of the Emperor and kneeled in front of him. “Your majesty, I beg for your forgiveness. My daughter has been causing trouble to the Imperial family. Rest assured, I will deal with this with my own hands.” My father said. How nice! Maeko must’ve been the one behind this. The Emperor and Empress looked at me as if they were looking at one of their own. There was an ache in my chest. Before I could even savor the pain in my chest, I felt a sharp pain on my back when Maeko’s father kicked me again.

I look back at him in confusion. “Dinah Sigmond, daughter of the east, scholar of languages and the Luna of the High House of Sigmond.” The Emperor turns his golden gaze to me, and I feel myself go still “Come forward, child.” My body acknowledges the command before my brain does, and I find myself ascending the steps of the stage to stand next to Zen. My lungs wont dare expand or contract. I don’t even see when another attended comes forward. “If not for your presence, this day might have never come.” The Emperor’s voice reaches my ears

“No, she is the emperor.” “The emperor. Hmmm. Weird,” she glanced at her father. “Whatever he meant by that, father?” She asked for clarification. “It means exactly that.” “Why was she an emperor instead of an empress?” “Because not many knew the identity of the emperor,” Aidan interjected, placing her arms behind his back. “Hmmm… this is intriguing,” Dhia’s face brimmed. “Mother, can I visit the Underworld?” “What for?” Aulia massaged her ached head. Her daughter’s curiosity was equivalent to that of a five-year-old kid.

“You may not have heard or seen me before, but you can call me Claus.” “C-Claus… My name’s… Emery. Emery Trigon, the daughter of the kingdom’s prime minister.” Her choice of words and actions looked weird for the emperor, leaving him wondering what could have happened to her. But before asking anything else, he guided her back on the bed for her not to strain herself anymore. Looking around the room, Emery felt enstranged since the place was not familiar and none of the people around her were someone she knew. “About His Majesty you were mentioning before, who is he?” the emperor finally asked since his curiosity was getting into him.

'Since when did the Emperor go soft as a marshmallow? END OF CHAPTER 8

“Yes, it's a girl. She just looks familiar.” “Luciano is now keeping women in his house? I'm so interested in this topic, I can't imagine Luciano bringing in a girl, with a pussy between her thighs, into his house. Wow!” “And the fact that she looks a lot like the late Emperrrr…..” she quickly frowned and looked up at him, “Hold on, didn't the Emperor's daughter die along with him?” Damon's brows darkened, “She looks like the late Emperor?” “Yeah, for a moment, I thought I was seeing things, but it was true.”

Moments later, the Emperor entered, his expression unreadable at first. “Her majesty!” he said, his voice clipped, “Have you seen this? Have you seen your daughter?” “I have,” I said, my voice cold. “And I cannot believe my eyes. I can't believe why she would stoop so low as to behave like a common street girl.” He stepped closer, frowning, his hands clasped behind his back. “Yes… it’s worse than I imagined.” “I can see that,” I snapped. “Do you have any idea the embarrassment she’s causing? The respect she’s throwing away? And the way she flaunts herself like she doesn’t even care about what others will think?”