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But pictures of odd creatures. As she stopped to look at them, her father did too. She moved closer to the first portrait. Her eyes scanned every piece of it. The dark, yet thin pelt of the wolf stood out. Their bright color amber golden eyes struck her to the core and she got eerily nervous. She then turned her attention to how the wolf was not really a wolf, but a humanized version of itself. It’s ears standing to point, as if pointing at the moon. The snot, much longer than normal wolves. The normal canines a wolf would have, these ones were elongated and sharp looking. And it’s claws, also long and sharp. Cordovia gulped lightly, truly hoping that creatures like this were not real. Her f

said Yagni. Eloy saw his emperors waking over. Both their eyes narrowed at the way Prince Yagni was walking closer to Eloy much to the High King's exasperation and Prince Yagni's silent amusement. "This is Emperor Adharva Malvan," said Eloy nodding to Adharva letting Mithraos check his shoulder where there was a scratch. "And this is Emperor Mithraos Maharee," said Eloy with a small smile. Yagni gave a nod of greeting.

(If he's the only one then that will be trouble. However, the man answered; "I know that. But even with that, it's impossible! The oceans are in the hands of Emperors! There's no way you could have survived I would rather believe that you came from Quezon City on foot!" The man was enraged by another reason making Mike scratch his head. Mike tried to read what the man is saying but can't comprehend a single thing. The man finally showed one of his emotions, but unfortunately its anger. Anger about something as Mike is the one getting hit from his wrath.

Even though it would if he didn’t return her love. * * * * Marcus stood next to a table as he read the maps his crew had confiscated from all the ships and stagecoaches over the past few years. From the bits and pieces Marcus collected so far, he had reason to believe that the emperor’s army had many secrets. He scratched his head and strained his eyes as he studied the map. The Prince Regent knew this, and yet, the prince still wanted Marcus to spy for him, undercover as a highwayman. But lately, their attempts of finding documents that would help Britain’s army were futile.

Name: Sai Mies Age: 27 Gender: Male Race: High Human Title: The Last Emperor of High Human NEW! Status Attributes:- Physical 5.5 Reflex 5.6 Intellect 8.9 Charm 5.5 Special Abilities:- World Travel (Lvl. 3) Mini Map (N/A) Skills:- Passive Active Intimidation (Mid) Identify (N/A) Martial Arts (High) Weapon Mastery (High) Versatile Works (High) Emperor Aura (N/A) NEW! Special Traits:- Calm Minded Limitless physical growth

After drinking the tea she said awkwardly, “Hehe.” (This is awkward. Should I tell him that I don't know what to say?) The Emperor laughed as he felt how awkward Soheila is. Emperor Mun is the Emperor of the North Kingdom. He was the third generation king, he possessed good looks that's where Luna got her genes. The Emperor's full name was Claude Mun Amalthea, he was the only son of the previous king that made him the king. Claude Mun Amalthea was the strongest man in the Sidee Continent also a Grade 3 Intermediate Array Master. A Grade 3 Intermediate Array Master was rare, that he was the only one who achieved that level. Claude Mun Amalthea became a well-known person due to his strength an

CASPIAN DE LEON'S POV "I greet His Highness, the 2nd Prince. I have a message sent by Her Majesty, the Empress." Gleaming in his thick and seemingly impenetrable armor, he glanced at me with his doe eyes as his silky long blond hair tied simply. He is the Captain of the Empress' knightage, Rowan Evans, and my right hand man. "Disobedience is the true foundation of liberty. The obedient must be slaves. Rowan, aren't you tired of being Her Majesty's obedient dog?" I asked rhetorically and raised my brow.

Maybe, at last, illusion was falling away. Okay, she said, stuffing her long hair back inside the helmet. Lets go. They parted the curtains and stood on the platform of the chariot. Before them, a rebel force of twenty men on horseback waited near a hills edge maybe fifty feet ahead of where the kings chariot had been overtaken. They were dressed in simple peasants clothing, brown trousers and coarse, filthy shirts. Their shields bore the sign of the rat, the symbol of the Zhou army. They were all looking to De for orders.

The Emperor said instead of answering the Emperess. The two kissed their Mother goodnight and left the tent, with Baihe looking back with a worried face. When they had left, the Emperor sat on his bed and sighed. “Well, what happened? Are they destroyed or not?” The Emperess asked, seeing that her husband was not speaking. “We have underestimated Blake Elon,” The Emperor said, recounting everything that had taken place at the fortress; the ability to render everyone immobilized and unable to move his consciousness scared him to his core.

It was really annoying because he could see her gentle smile each time he closed his eyes. Ace wished he couldn't mark her. He cursed himself a million times for being carried away by emotions. Ace got carried away by the love that he had for his mate because he had been longing to see her for years. That's why he decided to mark her. Ace wanted the fucking world to know that he was his, exclusively his. The destined mate that he had been looking for. The door clicked open and Alexander walked inside Ace's room. Alexander was the only person who could stand Ace when he was in that condition.