Emperors Daughter Novels & Stories

But I had thought they were scientists who just wanted to turn me into some lab rat because of my rare rod-like pupils. "What are you doing?" She asks, her eyes resting on the bunch of flowers in my hands. "Making a posy for Romeo." I announce, waving the bunch of flowers in the air before proceeding to string a red ribbon around them, "Because I'm the best girlfriend ever." "Mrs. Ferguson and her grandson were just letting out curse words at the unfortunate human being that dared to tamper with their flowers," She moves further into the room, snatching the flowers from me, "Why do I have a feeling my daughter is the flower thief?"

Saying something bad about the Empress was considered insulting the deities, and saying something hateful about the Emperor was on par with insulting Acora and its people. The imperial couple had four children, two girls and two boys. The eldest, Cheng Yong, was 23 years old. After he came of age, he went to study at the Acora Imperial Academy and after graduating, he joined his father's army. On Acora, all the children of the couple were potential heirs and it was the Emperor who chose the one who would succeed him. Thus, each child was pursuing prestigious studies to impress their father, but also the population to gain more votes in their favor. Currently, Yong was the head of the second

For the other nobles, it was already a declaration that he had eyes for the young lady Fiore as the future crown princess. Duke Fiore massaged his temple when he realized what just happened. He already warned the emperor about it but he still did it anyway. Didn’t he know about the dangers that it would bring his daughter? There were other noble families who were looking for a chance to send their daughters to the palace. Since the Empress came from the Marquis Halle’s house, they thought that they could have a chance to be in-laws with the imperial family. Who would even expect that a daughter would be born from him? Even he himself didn’t expect it.

The voices of the other women distracted her momentarily. “I’m so glad you two are here,” the older woman said to the other two. “I don’t know what’s wrong with my daughter, but I’m certain you’ll have better success helping her get ready, she’s always been so headstrong, as you both know.” Daughter? Whose daughter? She’s crazy! The women giggled in agreement. “Don’t worry, your Majesty. Adar and Adara will both be on time. All your loyal servants have been looking forward to this day for the past eighteen years!”

Around them, servants moved silently, clearing plates and bringing the next course, pretending not to notice the tension crackling between the royal daughter and her future stepbrothers. Buck grinned, unable to resist rising to her bait. "That I'm unbeatable in the ring." His chest puffed slightly with pride. "Three years running, champion in my age group." "Impressive," Elizabeth said, her tone suggesting it was anything but. "Though I wonder if your opponents give their all against the son of Thunder Peak's Luna." King Alexander watched his daughter with a mixture of pride and concern. Her political instincts were razor-sharp, sometimes too sharp.

he began, his voice unhurried and deliberate, "Did you just say that my Empress has been keeping your daughter from you?" Cedric and Seraphina went rigid. "The... The Empress?" Cedric raised his head, his gaze falling on Mother, the blood draining from his face. "She... She..." "She is my Empress. The lady of the court, and the only one in this kingdom who holds that title." Father spoke each word with precision. "And that child."

"Thank you for coming tonight. But tonight is not just a regular gala." He paused, his sharp eyes scanning the massive crowd, a proud smile forming on his lips. "Tonight, I officially introduce to all of North America my sole heir. My daughter, Aurora." The entire crowd gasped. "The Alpha King has a daughter?!" "Goddess, she is the future Alpha Queen!" Amidst the sea of shocked whispers, my father turned and reached his massive hand toward the backstage shadows. "Come out, my princess." I took a steadying breath, lifted the hem of my heavy dress, and slowly stepped out of the shadows.

Twenty years had passed since I last saw her, and if she's still alive, I intend to have her as my bride. Soon enough we were escorted to a room and left with some snacks and a female dancer for entertainment, I stared at her hard finding a sharp resemblance with the empress, this wasn't any dancer this was the princess Nyla, the second daughter of Emperor Peralez. From the looks of her face she was frightened, probably scared of messing up the dance. Theodore seemed to be enjoying it but I was rather annoyed why Emperor Peralez had his daughter entertain us.

"My fellow politicians and nobles, before you all I would like to announce that Hector, my grandson will be my rightful heir." The other senators nodded in agreement with his decision. Senator Julian then made his way back to his seat and Hector did the same. He could see that his grandfather was already at the end of his days as he struggled just to walk. Hector felt bad that he had never gotten to know the senator while he was at his prime. When the crowd settled the emperor spoke once more. "Senators, people of Rome. It has been no secret that my wife and I have struggled to concive in recent years. Today, before all of you I present my daughter and your future Empress, Vitatrix."

"That’s all. You now have a new Empress." A heavy silence hung over the room until Queen Elevan of the Mermaid Kingdom finally spoke up. "Congratulations, my Emperor," she said, her voice calm and measured. "But you seem to be mistaken about one tiny detail." Tharros’s eyes narrowed. "And what detail is that?" he growled. "Nyxoria isn’t his daughter," Elevan replied, her voice cool. "She is his niece and he is her Uncle." Tharros’s brow furrowed in confusion. "What?"