Novel & Cerita Emperor Kuzco

I blinked my eyes hard, trying to see any resemblance between the Emperor and Dante. Dante looked like he was personally sculpted by the god of beauty, but his father seemed to have been trolled by the same god. The Emperor's nose was fat, round, and reddish; his salty grey beard was longer than my hair. A sparkling gold crown with a huge ruby in the centre adorned his mass of dry grey hair. Next, I studied his clothes. He was wearing a red cloak, black silk tunic and trousers, with gold armour and red leather boots.

My political influence changed again when I became pregnant with my second child and soon gave birth to another very healthy son. Having two sons for the emperor gave the entire empire confidence that the line of succession is secure. Despite Prince Kin’s women giving birth to a few sons as well at that point, it was clear that the line of succession will continue in Ren’s branch of the family, much to the dowager empress’s joy.

The student body went into applause. “Any question?” Chloe asked “What was behind the name Empire?” Cami was the person to ask the question. Yes Cami was still in school, she was still a grade away from graduating high school. “That is a great question. Empire was the name of my late Godmother; I owe her a lot so I named everything I own after her.” Chloe replied with a smile

The sky lit up like high noon, blinding and majestic. "Verdant Emperor's Fist of Nature!" Chase's presence was cold and regal. As his fist surged forward, it felt like the mountains, rivers, and forests themselves rose to follow him. A brilliant green wave of power clashed into the blinding white. "Well played! Let me see your full Five Emperors Warlord Fist, Chase!" the Pope shouted with excitement. The King of Dasovia bore the name of Chase Cook. The name alone dripped with authority.

"I would never hold the offspring of someone guilty for the parent's sin. Besides, Her Majesty is a survivor too. We have that in common." An idea struck Alaron, and for a moment he forgot his sullen mood. "Wait aren't you and the Empress distant cousins too?" he asked Devrim. The Emperor held out his hands. "We were supposedly very distant cousins on Aurora's father's side, but I have found no records to indicate this is true. Chief Zan believes that Emperor Elias saw me begging from his palace balcony, and made up an excuse about family to set me up with an education and money."

“Surely even you understand the concern, Your Grace. The King’s sudden attachment to an unidentified human woman while simultaneously withdrawing from governance is… alarming.” Human. The word landed strangely. Maximus Valencia with another human woman. Christopher Stratford once told me what happened in Cusco. The King standing in a hospital corridor as though the world had collapsed quietly around him. A man too powerful to grieve openly and too devastated to pretend he had not been broken. Over the years I saw the consequences from a distance. The hardening of his rule. The colder judgments. The way mercy became less frequent in rooms where his name was spoken.

Santi eloquently said but everyone could see that he did not bowed his head. King Vicente IX stared at the impudent man in front of him. If it was the others, he would rebuke them from their brutish behavior. But who was the man in front of him? He was Duke Ysmael Santi de Ivrea−the one who single-handedly annihilated his late father while he was still a child. Santi was the one who chose his half-brother as the new king who would govern the entirety of the Moren Empire−which was now called as the Azenla Empire.

said Ezekiel with a thin chilling grin. Even though the man was joking, he was watching everyone's reactions, seeing if anyone dared to laugh. Axias Euclase, the last Emperor of the Euclase Imperial Continent died when he was young. But as the Crown Prince, he still couldn't ascend the throne for a reason only the imperial elders knew. Instead of advancing to Emperor, Ezekiel had to prove himself capable as the new Dragon Emperor, or he would be replaced by another mysterious heir—who had never been seen by anyone, but had immense backing.