Emperor And Me Novels & Stories

"Do you mind asking for His Majesty's help on my behalf? I am afraid I will be targeted by malicious people on this trip of mine. Last time I was exploited by assassins during the hunt. After that, I was almost shot to death by one of my soldiers. I don't feel quite secure. Please help me, Your Grace." Mei Su shivered when she heard Lui Xian bringing up the Emperor. She knew if she speaks some more then she will be at a disadvantage. She forced a smile on and turned to face Lui Xian. "Of course, I will ask him but don't blame me if His Majesty isn't able to fulfill it." Lui Xian could actually see that the smile she had on was a forced one. This made him feel better. "Many thanks! Your Grace

Fragile, even. My chest contracts in a way that pisses me off. Her eyes lift and find mine. Blue meeting blue. The chapel disappears. For a second, it’s just us. She’s beautiful. The kind of beautiful that makes a man angry about it. My jaw ticks. My mouth goes dry. “I shouldn’t want her,” I mutter under my breath. Valerio hears. He always does. His lips twitch into a smirk. “Careful, amico,” he murmurs without turning his head. “Someone might think you’re human.”

The snacks look delicious, but I didn't think I could stomach it right now. I waited for a while, deep in my own thoughts that I didn’t notice when the emperor suddenly showed up without a word and took a seat in front of me, making me almost dropping my tea cup "I greet the sun of the Helios Empire, the emperor. May the sun guide your path," I gave him the usual greeting and tried to act as civil as I possibly could with this man. Well... That was easier said than done. Right now, Emperor Frederick looked as pokerfaced as usual.

Lady? "Rise," the emperor commands. I raise from deep curtsy. And I wish I could tell you the Emperor is a healthy-looking man. But he isn't. I know from my history class Emperor Titus dies young. The history books don't mention what he dies of. But the man in front of me is sickly. His skin is paper-thin, stretched against bone. His hair is graying, and he looks gray and tired. He's not much longer for this world.

It would greatly be offending Hisoka and led to some misunderstandings which he wished not to face specifically when they were in a tight situation. “We greet the lion’s king and queen; King Ibrahim and Queen Aulia. My name is Emperor Hisoka, the emperor that rules the Underworld empire. From east to west, south to north." He revealed his hand and outstretched it toward Ibrahim. “Nice meeting you, the emperor that rules the Underworld empire, His Excellency Emperor Hisoka.” He grabbed Hisoka’s hand. “Thank you for the invitation.” Both of them pulled each other inside and embraced their bodies like buddies.

If a man wanted to, he could stand up and fight back, he would have a chance, but most women wouldn't. So instead I find their weaknesses and exploit them. Smiling at the next name I go to the club. Walking in I watch as everyone stays quiet. I see Evan look towards the fire exit, moving I rush to block it, grabbing him I throw him back. "What do you know?" "Well, the princess won't be ruling the city for long, that is for sure." He laughs, moving I punch him. "Who took her?" "You kill me you will never know." He smiles smugly. "I was expecting your visit, after standing right there watching them talk and listening, I couldn't wait to watch her empire fall down."

However, my current mood and situation does not leave enough room for me to sympathize with other people. “I am an old man already. I want you to take over the throne as soon as possible, and more importantly, I want to see the face of my grandchild. You will do your duty and pick some women to bed in order to produce an heir!” the Emperor replied sternly. His words were final.

As the Emperor came close ; Chelsea saw his face was working furiously , he looked nowhere jolly and the kind hearted Emperor she had known , instead his face was blotchy with purple spots making him look like a bad black current ice cream . " CLOVERS! " he roared and Chelsea along with her family had to take two steps back as spit was flying from the Emperor 's mouth as he spoke in fury " Clover! I thought I knew him - what I haven't done for that family ! Helped them run away away from Cannibals in war and settled them in here and this is what they returned to me ??,!"

Culture, education and arts are their forte. “Come forward, my children.” The Emperor turns his bright golden eyes to us This close, he looks more intimating than he did before. But just as that fact becomes clearer, so does the fact that he must be ill. His skin is dull and sunken, and his fingers shake just slightly. I saw firsthand what happens when a Lycan loses their soulmate. The Empress passed away more than twenty years ago. And the Emperor is still alive and in his right mind. He must have formidable mental strength. If for nothing else, he has my respect for that.

The Empire was too ordered for his liking. “I am so happy to have you by my side, boy,” The Emperor eventually said as he stood beside his son. Boy? Eric’s brow furrowed. He was no boy despite the fact that he had been sleeping in a cocoon for thirteen years and was only born the day before yesterday. He was far from any normal boy.