Emperor With An Inconceivable Heart の小説・ストーリー

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 empress hadn't seen him before; her knowledge of him was a patchwork of distant reports and rumors. "Hmm. I had heard... Well, the rumors can't really be trusted. He doesn't look... cursed? No, unsettling, was it?" Her words were flat, as though she didn't care to put too much thought into it. "Yes. A hollow look." Plancina tilted her head slightly. "I saw it in his eyes... but now... something has changed. He looks less like a ghost in a tunic now. More fire." "Fire?" The empress raised an eyebrow, her tone dismissive, as if it didn't really matter. "He's just another descendant. One more rumor. Does it really matter what he is?"

I started walking. And somewhere in the northern capital, in a palace that had never once held anything as inconsequential as a servant girl from Ruen, the new Emperor sat alone in his war room at dawn with maps of a continent that was already entirely his — and felt, without explanation, without precedent, without any framework in which to place the sensation: Restless. As though something that had been very far away was, slowly, getting closer. ~~~

The road behind them looked like the past—wet and gleaming. Elara felt a hand close on her heart. The man in the suit had been a thread. Now the thread had been pulled tight.

He answered honestly, he was also curious why the emperor and queen's hearts suddenly became so emotional. "Hm..?" Everyone immediately looked displeased with the advisor's answer. They knew that among those present, if anyone understood the emperor and king's situation better, it was the advisor. Because the advisor himself was the emperor's adopted brother, who had played a crucial role as a general during the early days of the empire. And as the empire grew larger, he stood by the emperor's side as both an advisor and a trusted brother.

The absence of sound, the way the crowd parted like waves before a storm. A presence. An aura. It moved through them like a force of nature—untouchable, powerful, suffocating in its authority. The nobles in the crowd stiffened, their faces pale as they avoided the emperor in his direction, their eyes averted as if the mere thought of his gaze might shatter their composure. I looked up instinctively, my heart pounding in my chest, and there he was. The Emperor Alpha of the Battlerce Empire.

answered General Lie Jun Xiong short and briefly, still somewhat stooping down his head. “So, why do you still continue it until this deep and incurable stage?” quipped Emperor Wang again, secretly as well as silently holding out his smile. “As I’ve previously said, Your Highness... The matter about feeling is really an uncontrollable matter... We can’t choose, can’t decide and can’t determine to whom our hearts, souls and minds will belong...” General Lie still somewhat stooped down his head. Emperor Wang pretended to huff in his quite long breath again.

I was at a loss for words with what he just said. It was not because Julian had indeed probably sold me to him but the fact that he actually had the audacity to place a cheap value on me. As an immortal, no amount of human money or wealth could ever buy me. The shamelessness of this man was astonishingly annoying. He may be a man whose good looks could turn the heads of women and whose voice could make them obey whatever he said, but it was not even enough for me to be happy with.

Lorenzo’s hand instantly flew to the holster beneath his jacket but I raised a hand stopping him. I looked at Luke, completely unbothered. I had been hearing his pathetic insults since I was a child. He was a weak spoiled child. He had the legacy, but I had the brains and the brutality. That’s why our father had passed him over to let me run the empire until I completely took over kicking my own father out of the board seat. "Keep drinking, Luke," I said smoothly, not even slowing my pace as I walked past the staircase. "Maybe one day you'll finally drink enough to forget that I own the roof over your head."

"Why? You actually gave up your title as Crown Prince for this tramp. Are you trying to drive me mad? If it weren't for her, would you have tried to elope? Is that how you repay your father and me, who've invested so much in you?" Under her relentless questioning, Dorian was left speechless with shame. Just then, the sound of footsteps approached from behind. "You ungrateful son! Since you're willing to give up your title for this woman, then I'll grant your wish." "Your Majesty, no! Dorian was just temporarily misled. Please give him another chance!" Empress Victoria immediately fell to her knees, begging for mercy. Emperor Roland glanced at his rebellious son, who showed no sign of remorse