Emperor Priania Novels & Stories

) But he eventually gave permission to Artha because he did not want to hurt her. The youngest son of Empress Pruthvi, Prince Nihes (who was named after the founder of Hesmia 'Nihas the great') did not want to get involved in royal stuff. He was the favorite sibling of Emperor Dheema. Prince Nihes was 9 years younger than Dheema and 17 years older than Narendra. He asked permission from his mother to leave the empire and live a quiet life but got rejected. His wish was granted only when Dheema became the emperor. Rumor says that he lives in Nemphitre as a merchant but his whereabouts are unknown.

- "There are a lot of them, but the most famous is the Banshee Lake, also known as the Lamentation Lake. To help you get your bearings, I will show you a map of the Empire. Here in the center is the Kingdom of Midona with the capital of the Empire, Thetia, at its heart. You must notice the kingdom is surrounded by a mountain range: the Chain of 300, a disturbing name isn't it. Between 1500 and 1600, the Empire was invaded without anyone expecting it. The invaders destroyed everything in their path and forced their way into towns and villages, but they never managed to reach the center of the kingdom because of this mountain range.Thinking they were dealing with some form of witchcraft or oth

She is a regal, dignified woman who looks every bit the empress she is. Princess Giuna and Princess Riara have light tan Skin, white hair, and pale blue eyes. They take more after their father appearance, wise, but they have their mother's regal bearing "Ok, time to get you fitted for your wedding dress," says the Empress. I nod as I put my stuff down and stand on a raised platform in the middle of the room, and the seamstress starts taking measurements. The seamstress is a human, so she doesn't have the blood of a god.

the Empeor patted his stomach, which was finally full. The sisters giggled, each grabbing one of the Princess's hands. "Let's go!" The Emperor nodded over his shoulders and pointed. Both Eira and Junayd slipped among the gathering crowd. "Do you expect trouble?" Orhan asked as he noticed the soldiers leave. "Yes," Devrim replied with a slight scowl, "But not the kind you think."

“My sister is a free spirit.” “I doubt that.” The prime minister narrowed his eyes, showing his hostility. “Are you saying I am a liar, prime minister?” The princess curled her lips, bemused. “You are not but she is fitting to be inside the palace, princess.” The princess arched her brow. “Why is that?” “Princess Dhia. Princess Shea was the emperor of the Underworld.” “You mean the empress?” She corrected him. But, the prime minister shook his head. “No, she is the emperor.”

I bite my lower lip and sighed deeply. " We should go. " he politely said, resting his hand on my lower back. " He's Antonio Rego, younger brother of my father. He is also mafia. He decided things are good or bad for his people. He likes everything to work according to him. You'll speak when it requires. " he said and caught sight of me. " I had heard, you are the Emperor." I asked, " You didn't talk about it. I was thinking um.. " I stopped.

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 eldest prince also countered with a sneer and looked at him in the same way as him. "Hahahaha... It seemed like you gained some weight and grew some wings to your back. Hahaha, don't fly so high this soon. You may break your wings and fall and turn into a meat paste." Azalias laughed wholeheartedly as he felt proud of his own provocative speech as he said again, "I don't want to miss you so soon, hahaha." "You..." The eldest prince gritted his teeth as he was burning with rage. He felt like to beat the blue out of this arrogant greenish creature.

Chloe announced to her assembled classmates, "we are going to learn about the life cycle of the painted lady butterfly. Anya, please distribute the coloring sheets." Anya handed out the pages with the efficiency of a seasoned assistant. "I colored mine already. I used purple." "Butterflies aren't purple," one of the boys protested. "Some butterflies are purple," Chloe said firmly. "The purple emperor butterfly is native to Europe and parts of Asia. It's very rare." "How do you know that?" "I read books. You should try it sometime."

“I am Lolo Meriana of the Ojmo tribe, your Majesty. You may have met my half-brother, Chief Azriel?” Recognition lit up Naomi’s face and she sat up straighter and set her wine down. “Oh! How did I not see the resemblance at first? Of course, I have met Chief Azriel. He is almost as charming as you,” Naomi complimented. Meriana chuckled. “You flatter me, Empress. Though I do not believe Az would be thrilled to hear of it.” Naomi leaned in conspiratorially. “If you do not tell him, I will not do so either.”