Novel & Cerita Emperors Daughter

Before I pulled the trigger, I could see the same guard take a step towards me, probably to plead for his life again, and so I turned and shot him on the leg, shooting the traitor immediately after. Speaking of Traitor's, there's another one here. The daughter of the traitor I hated the most. At first, a part of me didn't want to have her pay but I believe in the words that the ‘the child shall pay for the sins of the father'. Walking towards her cell, I opened it only to see her laying there looking unconscious. Shocked and confused, I ran to her and she was indeed unconscious. “Call Theodore now!” I yelled out to everyone and no one in particular to call the doctor as I raised her up.

But, life in the palace was different from popular perception - it wasn't all fancy dress, tea parties, and balls, nor was it full of sycophantic nobles. After the empress died, leaving no children, the emperor chose my mother as his consort. She was the daughter of a wealthy marquis and was known throughout the empire for her beauty. But, after giving birth to Princess Camellia, her only child from a loveless marriage, she died mysteriously. I have been rejected by everyone since I was born, leading the empire to mourn once again. The emperor's wife was poisoned, but no one investigated who committed such a terrible act against a young mother who had recently given birth to her daughter.

The empress acted pitiful, “Don’t you like the gifts that mother has painstakingly prepared for you? I’ve prepared everything, only thinking of you my dear daughter. It saddens me to know that my beautiful daughter has yet to find a husband that can properly take care of her. Isn’t that so?” She looked towards the emperor, in hopes that he would approve of her decision. The Emperor scrunched his eyebrows and looked upset. He was originally planning on scolding his wife for bringing up her marriage, but he felt that the empress didn’t do anything wrong. He wasn’t too pleased to know that his lovely daughter was going to be sent away to live with a husband, but at the same time he wanted to se

my mother replied with a smile that didn't reach her eyes. My blood ran cold. "She's your biological daughter? What do you mean?" "You're just our adopted daughter. Sophia is our biological child. We've raised you all these years, which was already kind enough. You've been occupying Sophia's place for too long—it's time to give it back to her."

"I said the same words to Ren once. Right before trying to claw his eyes out in pain." "I know you.." Empress Soruda was mostly quiet as she thought about the ones she knew from speaking with Ren. Only a few ever used fans. "..the daughter of the III King of the Blood Palace. Titania Bloodborne."

the empress replied. "If I didn't have the status of the emperor's daughter and didn't know Alistair, maybe I would have approached your son and become his lover," concluded Scarlett, smiling faintly. "You'd better stay away from my son, Scarlett," the Empress insisted. ******

"That's not surprising because of the tradition we have, is it?" Mike nodded. He knew about the so-called cursed imperial family. Only Duke Dominic and his wife, Duchess Alice, were able to conceive a daughter from the first wife. The Emperor didn't have a mate; he couldn't find his fated pair, which is why he didn't have a direct daughter from his first wife, the late Empress Eliha. Or, if they never find their fated pair, if their love is enough, the Goddess will give them a chance to conceive a daughter. There's also another way, which is to find a woman who can only conceive daughters.

Either Luca… or her empire. The thought made her chest tighten painfully. For years she had built Cole International with ruthless determination. Every late night, every risk, every victory had shaped the company into one of the most powerful corporations in the world. But Luca… He had become something she hadn’t expected. Something real. Something that mattered. Her phone buzzed again. A message. From an unknown number. 10:00 AM. Hale Tower. Come alone. Adriana stared at the message for a moment. Victor was confident.

She was being presented across the provinces as the ideal future mate, a high-born Lycan heiress of pure blood, gentle temperament, and immaculate grace. Naturally, the stories of the other daughter had reached my court as well. The servants and traveling merchants spoke in hushed tones about Aria: the foster child who had grown bitter, the jealous sister who couldn't bear losing her status, the convicted criminal recently released from Coldspire after serving time for treason. I had come expecting to encounter a sharp-tongued, scheming woman desperately clinging to the edges of a family that had outgrown her.

she whispered to me with caution, her eyes on my shoulders to avoid any eye contact with the ladies, “And the little pudgy one is Sera, the youngest daughter of the South Kingdom. I heard she was chosen because all her older sisters are already married and she’s the only one left to offer to the Emperor.” “Well, that’s horrible,” I whispered back to her because I remember how my father made a failed attempt to auction me to the nobles of this Kingdom just to get more addition to his riches and to expand his land. But as I look into the faces of these young ladies, I don’t see any hatred for them or miserableness.