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she replies with a funny emoji. Noted. I will make sure never to take her to a club. Marcus pulls in behind me, his headlights illuminating the front yard. “Marcus just got back. If you need any rescuing, just text me,” I reply with a winky face. “Have fun tomorrow, I’ll check up on you later.”

Her curiosity asked through her morbidness, "What do you want?" The man let out a stiff chuckle from where he was standing, "You're brazen and sharp, I like that a lot." He appraised her, but Keira wasn't flattered one bit. In a situation like this, there's absolutely nothing to be flattered about. And for a creepy man that's hiding behind the shadow to make a deal with her, there's absolutely nothing flattering about his compliments. It has a creepy factor attached to it rather.

"Your Majesty! This flies in the face of all propriety! His Majesty's presence here is a blatant interference of the state affairs!" "Indeed, Your Majesty! You disregarded all objections to replace the statues of the gods with His Majesty's face. Combined with his sudden resurrection, rumors are already spreading among the commoners that he is a demon!" "Your Majesty! For the sake of the empire, we implore you to execute His Majesty!" The ministers' protests came in relentless waves. I sat high above them, listening to their demands for my head. Instead of feeling afraid, I felt a sudden surge of thrill.

**** Within the palace, the air was thick with sandalwood incense. Lady Liudmila smiled softly as she considered the Emperor, who had summoned her despite his busy schedule. She couldn't help but recall the Empress's sharp words and biting sarcasm from the previous day. Lady Liudmila's expression became even more gentle. She knew that the Emperor appreciated her understanding nature, which was in stark contrast to the Empress's overbearing demeanor. Without fawning or attempting to seduce, she simply served quietly, creating an atmosphere of warmth and tranquility.

Severin stretched out his arm and waved his hand, smiling shyly, when he heard the compliments. "You are too kind. It would be a great blessing for me to be able to step foot into your premises already!" Severin sat up straight and said with a smile. Emperor Sherman looked up as he heard it, his face glistened with envy.

Her beauty wasn't fit to be displayed at a fashion magazine, instead, it was more suited for a royal painting, on the walls of a castle, or a big mansion, looking magnific, regal, and noble. Whenever she smiled at him, it hits him like a train wreck. Because she wasn't a woman who smiles that easily unless something makes her genuinely happy. Otherwise, her smile appeared dead even if she tried her hardest to make it seem alive and authentic. She gave a broad smile that failed to reach her ears, with her eyes hooded, holding no mirth in them. "There." She said. "Does it look fake?" "It does." He answered right away. She dropped her smile and pouted, sulking. Though she was the one who wanted

He has wavy long brown hair and blue eyes with a noble mustache. “Greetings, Director Zhu. My apologies for the negligence of my subordinate that almost cost you your life. I’ll investigate this matter thoroughly and try my utmost to give you a satisfactory answer!” Emperor Romulus said with a righteous tone, all of his stance and body language indicate that he is infuriated with this event no less than the one subject to it.

Everyone wanted to know the guy with no expression on his lower face and a black mask covering his upper face who could dance too well to be a mafian. Curiosity. That's what is going to make them so invested. That's what is going to make me so announced. I, Ariel Winter D'Angelo, the next ruler of the Empire. I'd finally gotten what I wanted. What I spent 12 years of my life targeting. My hand went to my leg in that instant and I swiftly removed the knife which I had placed there in the restroom. With the last beautiful and glorious turn, I pulled closer to The Viper's chest and sent the knife in.

"His Highness, the Imperial Grandson, has returned!" The cries echoed one after another, rippling outward through the entire palace like waves. Outside the Emperor's private chambers, the chief steward Edmund Linton came out to greet us personally. His eyes were red-rimmed. "Your Highness, His Majesty has been waiting for you." The doors opened. A thick medicinal smell washed over us. On the great canopied bed, the old Emperor reclined against cushions. He was gaunt and withered, barely recognizable from a year ago. The moment he saw Adrian, tears welled up in his clouded eyes.

she murmured lazily. Cassian smiled in the same soft way he once smiled at Kaelith. “Far more beautiful than it ever would have looked on her.” Something inside Kaelith broke so violently she physically felt it. A small sound escaped her lips before she could stop it. Both of them turned immediately. Cassian froze. The color drained from his face so quickly it almost looked painful. Seraphine, however, remained perfectly calm. In fact, she smiled. “Oh,” she said sweetly. “You found us sooner than expected.”