Empire Cast You're So Beautiful นิยาย & เรื่องราว

She nodded and left to do my bidding. I sat before the mirror, admiring myself. “You can start. You heard our emperor. Make sure no woman will shine brighter than me today. I want to be the most beautiful, most dazzling woman in the room, subtly highlighting my beauty without making it seem like it was because of skin care.” I whispered, staring at the mirror with a huge smile, as if I didn't just frighten the maids out of their minds. “Yes, your imperial highness. I will make sure you look beautiful.” The make up artist said, stepping forward alongside the wardrobe manager sent by Richard.

But of course, when you’re the Emperor, I guess rules don't apply to you. And honestly with the list of qualities he just listed, he may as well want to marry our goddess at this point. I can't imagine any mortal with those all attributes. Heather nearly trips over her own feet as she springs up, eager as a puppy. "Your majesty, look at me." She scoots her chair back a little and then does this painfully slow, show-offy spin, making sure the Emperor sees every inch of her in that tight dress. "You can see the beauty right there."

“What a hideous creature- When her cape came off, Ruby gleamed in the sun. The bright sun shined on her white milky skin, her thick black hair draped behind her, and her blue eyes shimmering on her beautiful face. Her clothes was swiveling around her. Eric coughed as he caught himself being mesmerized by her beautiful appearance. He looked and saw how everyone else was also mesmerized by her gorgeous. His commanders all gasped at her beauty. The guards who came to his command were also awed at her beauty. Annoyed Eric glared at them. They all caught Eric’s stare and looked away. Ruby handed from her dress the emperor’s letter. “Here you find that the Emperor have allowed me to pick up the re

I’m in Cillian Veyne’s body, lean, chiseled, cock annoyingly sensitive as always, dressed in a silver-embroidered black suit that screams scholarly power. My harem flanks me: Ardyn, regal in gold, emerald eyes scanning the crowd; Kaelen, stormy gaze softened but obsessive, hand brushing mine. Zane, silver hair tied back, rogue smirk sharp as he eyes the exits. My fangirl heart’s losing it. The emperor and empress in the flesh! Emperor Valtor, broad-shouldered with a gray-streaked beard, exudes authority, his crown glinting as he toasts our victory.

“Who are you trying to fool?” “Who could get a contract like this from Harbor International?” He looked straight at her. “Do you think you’re the CEO?” Aurelia went silent for a second, then bent down, picked up the papers carefully, straightened them, as if trying to preserve something that was already slipping away. “It’s real,” she said again, quieter this time. “If you don’t believe me… call their CEO.” Alexander hesitated just for a moment. Then he took out his phone and called Clara. After a brief explanation, her calm voice came through. “Give me ten minutes.”

So I’ve put the suit on. The bodyguard’s black, cut close, no crown, no crest, nothing that says King. I’ve stood in the front hall and I’ve checked the cars and I’ve checked them again, and I’ve told myself the tightness in my chest is about the plan, the rogues, the room where nobody can lie, and not about the fact that I haven’t seen my own fiancée in five hours. Then the door at the top of the stairs opens, and Queenie’s voice rings out over the hall—“Ladies and gentlemen and my king, I present to you: Merrilyn Aster”—and Ember steps out onto the landing.

“And right there is Shawn.” He had a short haircut and blue eyes. He was the jokester of the group. He nodded at me with a mischievous grin. “Wassup.” “And that is Nicky.” She had long blond hair with brown eyes. She was very pretty and bright. I smiled at all of them. “It’s nice to meet you guys-” “Sorry I’m late.” A guy came rushing at us. Maggie smiled brightly. “Great. Everybody is now here. Emma, this is Alex. Alex, this is Emma.”

She can't think of anyone who has the same appearance as the man, or she's simply too disoriented right now. He smiled sarcastically and said, "I'm your answer, Empress." Cristine's uncertainty persisted. She has no trust in this man. She is more likely to trust her instincts than a total stranger. He replied, with sympathy for Cristine, "You still haven't changed, my empress, you are still you, weak." Cristine was at a loss for words. She's not sure if she should just kill him now or torture him first. Cristine chuckled. "You're so arrogant?" she joked.

"Oh very well. I swear you have a weak spot for this girl." Elias shook his head, "All my love is for you and no other." The Empress nodded slightly and motioned for Aurora to begin. The girl stood proudly and held out her paper to be read. "Like a summer day, the Empress shines on us. Her black hair brings us the coolness of night; Her watchful eye provides us safety. We owe all we have to her power and might Without her we would crumble to dust Each day is a day to serve the Empress faithfully

She looked so alive, so unbothered by the royal pressure. She turned and caught me staring. “What?” she laughed. “You,” I said, standing up and pulling her to myself. “You look beautiful right now.” Her hands shot to her face as she tried to cover the blush that crept up. “This isn’t the right place for this,” she said, giving me a teasing look. “Who’s the Crowned Prince again?” I asked. She arched a brow. “And who owns the castle?” “Exactly,” I smirked.