Emperors Daughter Novels & Stories

Phoenix felt like going insane. As the daughter of the two emperors, many would act as if they had seen the devil himself when looking at her. Yet this brat here was trying to take advantage of her even. “Are you not scared of me?” “Why would I be scared of my niece?” The woman fell silent, forcing herself to calm down. She then pointed towards the East Emperor, who was being suppressed, and the North Emperor silently trembling in fear. “Let’s talk about the important stuff first. How do you plan on dealing with them? I noticed that you retrieved all the formations in Pompeii Fairyland. Could you be trying to…”

Mother? “ I missed you every single day, my princess,” the emperor hugged me. I hadn't noticed when he got up. “ Wait a minute, I don't know what you all are talking about. My name is Eira not Cleo. I think you've gotten the wrong person,” I apologized, pulling away from the hug. “ Not with that hair and color. Only a member of the royal family has this look,” the emperor stated. “ Do you get it now?” The empress took my hands in hers. “ You are back where you belong. You are our daughter and the crown prince of Azurethra Empire.”

“These servants understood, Your Excellency.” The emperor gritted his teeth and dismissed him right after. He glanced at me and his eyes softened. “Lady Sidrich, your father is like a brother to me. My deepest condolences and apologies upon being unaware of his death. I did not also know he had a daughter. We would've taken care of you if I knew.” I blinked my teary eyes. The empress smiled gently. “Yes, dear. You know, we have been praying to have a daughter, but we were given two sons instead, but it's okay. It would be appreciated if you started calling us your mother and father. We will take care of you.”

asked the sun emperor, pretending to be confused. "Father, they are my fish, so of course I have to take responsibility for them. If I ask the servants to do it, then I don't have truth in my heart. Isn't it true that we are responsible for ourselves?" replied the emperor's daughter with her cute face staring at him. The dragon emperor smiled at his daughter's gaze. Having a daughter like this was truly a blessing for him. "Ah! Father forgot that. Thank goodness you reminded your father. Hahahaha."

Although her tone was calm, her eyes brimmed with a contained fury. "I know who you are," Meder claimed, though his voice was unsteady. "No, you seem confused. Let me remind you. I am Aurora, eldest daughter of Zephyra: the woman who brought the entire world under her control. She was merciless, but her methods were effective. You, Councilman Meder, would have lost your tongue had you spoken to her as such. I inherited her throne and all its authority. I am the Empress. You only breathe by my grace. I am not my mother, but I can still exercise the same measures. Do you understand?"

It was my daughter, but at the same time, it wasn't my daughter. A hand grabbed my shoulder, forcing me to turn around. Concern flitted across Emory's face, carving deep lines into her brows. No one else spoke, only watching the nightmare unfolding behind me. "You can't go in there like this. She nearly killed you whilst you had your armor on and that thing speaking isn't Katharine." "I don't give a shit. I need to calm her or she might rip the foundations from the ground," I hissed and shrugged her hand off of me. "Keep an eye out. If I can't calm her within ten minutes, start ushering everyone to safety."

"Well, I think you're ready." She stood up and looked at herself in the full-sized mirror. She was wearing a white halter-top dress with a plunging neckline, emphasizing her breast. Her long black straight hair had no ornaments, but it was soft like a prairie grass that danced in a summer wind. It gives contrast to her blue eyes and pinkish small face. "You're breathtaking, my love. Those men will kneel with your beauty." Her mother complimented her. The youngest daughter of King Lucius and Queen Martina had not been seen by everyone. Unlike her two older sisters, Princess Natalia rarely attended parties. She was seen by the Etholians but not by the other clans.

Shortly after, they went to the carriage and headed to the imperial palace to have tea time with the empress and emperor, whom they held gratitude for the fortune bestowed on them. When they arrived at the gazebo of the imperial house, the royal princess was crying over her hairstyle. "What's wrong, sweetheart?" Scheriziel asked despite knowing what their daughter's deal was. "Mother, I would never let father touch my hair again. Look at what he did to my precious hair," says Venice Sharie, the nine-year-old daughter of the empress and emperor. "Greetings, my lords." Alfred greeted the sovereigns as he bowed his head, which the queen and Alena followed.

The Empress begged as tears escaped her eyes and silently fell on her pillow. The Emperor sat in his study starring at the fire and the more he thought the more he was getting pissed off. How dare some mutt claim his daughter as his mate! Didn’t he know that she was already spoken for!? How could she go along with this? They had to of brainwashed her. It was the only logical explanation that he could come up with. She was still so young. She doesn’t know what a true mate bond would even feel like.

The Emperor returned to the tent with the Daughters following, and with tears of joy, the Emperess hugged and kissed her Daughters. “You did well to bring back our Daughters. Is the stronghold destroyed? Are those bandits destroyed as well?” The Emperess asked, looking coldly at her husband. “Girls, why don’t you go to your tent? We will travel back to the city tomorrow. Your Mother and I need to have a talk,” The Emperor said instead of answering the Emperess.