Daughter Of The Emperor Spoiler Novels & Stories

"My fellow politicians and nobles, before you all I would like to announce that Hector, my grandson will be my rightful heir." The other senators nodded in agreement with his decision. Senator Julian then made his way back to his seat and Hector did the same. He could see that his grandfather was already at the end of his days as he struggled just to walk. Hector felt bad that he had never gotten to know the senator while he was at his prime. When the crowd settled the emperor spoke once more. "Senators, people of Rome. It has been no secret that my wife and I have struggled to concive in recent years. Today, before all of you I present my daughter and your future Empress, Vitatrix."

The woman begins to weep hysterically, knowing that the fate of her and her daughter is sealed. “Shhhh….Shhhh…” The Emperor takes her face in his armoured hand. “You might actually come out of this alive. Do you know this woman?” The woman follows his gaze into the cell, her eyes widen as she recognizes Kiara. She returns her gaze to the Emperor and nods aggressively. “What’s her name?” “Kiara…” “Kiara.” The Emperor tests the name on his tongue. He turns back to the woman and smiles. “All you have to do is convince Kiara to say, ‘yes’ and your daughter leaves here alive.”

“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.

my mother replied with a smile that didn't reach her eyes. My blood ran cold. "She's your biological daughter? What do you mean?" "You're just our adopted daughter. Sophia is our biological child. We've raised you all these years, which was already kind enough. You've been occupying Sophia's place for too long—it's time to give it back to her."

But, life in the palace was different from popular perception - it wasn't all fancy dress, tea parties, and balls, nor was it full of sycophantic nobles. After the empress died, leaving no children, the emperor chose my mother as his consort. She was the daughter of a wealthy marquis and was known throughout the empire for her beauty. But, after giving birth to Princess Camellia, her only child from a loveless marriage, she died mysteriously. I have been rejected by everyone since I was born, leading the empire to mourn once again. The emperor's wife was poisoned, but no one investigated who committed such a terrible act against a young mother who had recently given birth to her daughter.

The emperor growls in frustration, his brilliant blue eyes spark with anger. “For years, you have been taking people who defy me under your care and custody. That alone is treason,” the emperor says in a deep voice. “Give her to me and leave with dignity. She’s too innocent for this life of running you’re putting her through. You never asked her permission before making her part of your Deviant Splinters.” But my dad won’t budge. He growls deeply, anger erupting as he shifts under the energy of the full moon and launches an attack on the emperor. His sharp claws sink into the emperor’s chest.

The man who had once thought himself the predator now stood frozen in the den he built, surrounded by fire and ruin. He reached for his gun. “Don’t,” Dario warned. Emilia’s voice was a whisper of finality. “This was your mistake, Father. You made a queen to sell her. You should’ve known she’d come back for the throne.” Her words were the last thing he heard before the lights went out, and the shooting began. Gunfire echoed through the halls, methodical, ruthless. Emilia didn’t flinch. She watched as the empire her father had built on blood finally fell beneath her command.

Having a mate will only complicate her life and that is the last thing she wants at that moment. “I wonder how the Emperor is taking your absence,” the Duke comments. The Emperor? Roseanne did not want to think about what he was doing at that moment. That man was waiting to have her killed. Since Roseanne was small when her father was killed and the murders of the royal children were already a stain on his reign, the Emperor painted her father as a traitor to the nation. Roseanne is considered to be the daughter of a traitor who destroyed the country by controlling the Emperor and Empress. The only reason she lived all these years was due to her status as a minor.

Her father bowed, “I only delivered it to you, your majesty. My daughter only asked me to tell you about it.” The emperor’s eyes widened in shock.“Really? I wouldn’t have known that! Your daughter is amazing. If only she's not married...I would make her marry my other sons.” She stopped at that. Marry? She released a chuckle. "I'm happy with my fiance, Duke Raziel, your highness." She spoke up.