Emperor's Smile Novels & Stories

He just smiled at me and signalled for me to accept the gratitude. “Your majesty, what I did was for the good of the Empire. There is no need for you to do this.” I told the Emperor. He raised his head and walked up to me. I could see the smile on his lips and I even noticed that his complexion was getting better. I could tell that because he’s no longer being poisoned and he continues to drink the antidote, he’s slowly going back to his normal healthy self.

'They looked shock enough to puke as soon as I ordered them those words. 'Ah, I love what I am seeing' Looking at their faces, I showed them a glamorous and triumphant smile. Yes, like a someone who won an argument. It's not what I usually wear whenever I am outside or inside of my palace on my empire because it's kind of hideous and evil so it'a not appropriate to use it to get other people's favor but since these girls are trying to dominate me and make me lower myself to their kinds, using this luxurious, mocking smile is good.

While the twins spent their time together talking about what had occurred in the past months that they were away, Emery was out in the garden gazebo. “The campaign went well so why do you look like you were just defeated?” Emperor Claus asked, standing right next to Emery. Emery flashed a fake smile with the hope that she would be able to hide her worries from him. For the past few years, Emperor Claus dealt with a lot of things so Emery did not want to add up to his problems. However, the emperor immediately caught on as he managed to tell that she was forcing herself to smile once more. He leaned close to her and kissed her on the temple.

there will be no hesitation. "Your Majesty, Your Highness," I greeted smoothly before turning to her. "Lady Olivia." Her eyes widened slightly, surprise flickering across her delicate features. Did she not expect to see me here? The emperor, on the other hand, merely smiled. That smile. The very one I had grown to despise. It was as composed and unreadable as ever, yet beneath it, I could sense the quiet amusement, the condescension that always lurked just beneath the surface.

After what felt like an eternity, the emperor and empress smile happily in unison as they beamed at Ren and me. “I guess it won’t be long until we get to hold our grandchild in our arms,” the empress said with pure joy as she smiled brightly. “Yes, finally my eldest son is performing his duty,” the emperor said proudly. I felt Ren stiffen a little beside me as he further straightened his back. Although his face showed no emotions, I could feel that Ren felt uncomfortable with this situation. I glanced over at him and smiled sweetly just as he had instructed earlier. I was caught off guard a little when he also smiled back at me sweetly. I think my heart skipped a beat but perhaps it was just

Upon hearing the Emperor’s voice, he lifted his head and asked, “You must be tired after burning the midnight oil. Would you like to have some?” The Emperor handed James a cigarette and said smilingly, “I know you love smoking. Here, have a cigarette. I’m afraid you won’t have a chance to do so anymore in the future.” James put down his cutlery and accepted the cigarette. Henry pulled out a lighter and lit it. Leaning against the sofa, James smoked the cigarette. Smoke swirled around his face. It was a blissful moment for him. Henry, on the other hand, was glaring daggers at the Emperor. Clenching his fists, his bloodshot eyes were burning with hatred for the man who set James up.

Standing there, looking incredibly smug in a gray designer suit, was my ex-husband. Dean Emiliano. "You actually showed up," Dean sneered, a wicked, condescending smile playing on his lips. "And with Jared Donovan, no less. You really are a desperate little bitch, aren't you?" "Get away from me, Dean," I hissed, my hands shaking in rage. "Before I have Jared's security throw you out on your face." "Oh, I wouldn't do that if I were you," Dean chuckled, stepping closer. He tilted his head toward the far side of the ballroom. "Don't you want to see your family first?"

"I'll be happy." "I promise." Kiara quietly stared at her for several seconds. She knew. That smile... Wasn't convincing. Not even a little. Kiara had seen that smile before. Not once. Not twice. But countless times. She had worn the very same smile herself. The smile of someone assuring everyone they were happy... Simply because admitting the truth would only burden those around them. It was the smile she had shown the servants after the Emperor forgot her birthday. The smile she had forced onto her face whenever nobles whispered that the empire would have been happier had she never been born.

Every chapter had mattered. But none of them had defined me alone. Pierce found me there as the sun began to set. “You came here for the ending,” he said. “No,” I replied. “For the truth.” “And what is it?” I looked out across the water. “That the empire was never the company.” He nodded slowly. “What was it then?” I turned toward him, smiling gently. “The empire was the woman who refused to disappear.” We walked back home under a sky painted with the last colors of sunset.

“…Sir.” “Should be obvious. I’m holding your beloved brother hostage as well as your prostitute friend, which should be enough to keep you in line. And as for you, Chieftain Kaizat, the Emperor would love to invite you back to the city, so you’ll both be returning with me. I imagine he won’t be pleased.” His smile faded, and his typical icy, solemn expression replaced it once more. “He’s not a forgiving man even in his best moments. I look forward to seeing what he does to you.”