Empress Hoshi Sato นิยาย & เรื่องราว

They rose in unison, the picture of respect. Yoshiko Sato, the thirty-something manager, clacked over in her wooden clogs, her face lit up with joy. "Master Rinz, we have all been missing you. No one dared say hi when you visited with your wife during the day. Now, with you back here at night, we are over the moon and feeling super honored."

she said loudly and then walked towards the Emperor's chamber. "Announce my arrival," Inal said to the guard post at the door. "I am sorry my lady but the Emperor had asked not to be disturbed," Tiartu said. "Why is everyone doing this to me? My Lady?" Inal screamed. "I became the Empress a while ago. How hard is it for you to address me as such?" she added. "I am sorry your Worship," Tiartu said immediately bowing but not fully to the ground. He served the Emperor so there was no way he could bow to the ground for her.

My face burned. I looked away quickly. Shame wrapped itself around me like a heavy blanket. I was small. Weak. Vulnerable. What would he think of me now? What would Bryan do if he knew the truth? I wished I could run out of the room. I did not belong there. But Tasha stepped forward and broke the silence. She coughed. "There's something I have to say before we sign anything." Everyone turned to her. "I am not the CEO of Denim Group," she stated emphatically. "The real CEO is right here next to me."

“And yet, I will admit that when I first heard my name spoken by the elders, I was . . . surprised.” Gasps rippled through the noblewomen. “The emperor and I had not yet met,” she continued. “I was young, trained in courtly ways, and I knew that my family’s bloodline made me an ideal match for an emperor—but to be chosen by fate itself? That was a different matter.” A hush fell over the table. “And when you did meet, Your Majesty?” Lady Astrid pressed. The empress’s lips curled into a knowing smile. “The moment we stood in the same room, we felt a connection. Our first marking is incredibly amazing.” She tilted her wrist slightly, revealing a flawless, iridescent mark that shimmered under th

Each member had been meticulously selected for this task, their abilities honed over years of surviving on the fringes of society. From a distance, Rohan spotted Elysia, his second-in-command, expertly mingling with the Moonstone Pack's Alphas, her silver fur blending with their sleek coats. Her feline grace and charismatic charm made her a perfect fit for this crucial role. Rohan's heart swelled with pride as he watched her acquire the trust of the pack's leaders.

"Josiah, I know your task was to keep Harry from becoming the empress consort. Don't worry. As long as you are with me, I will never see him again." Leaning against the bookshelf, I slowly raised my head. "You are no longer the empress. Who exactly do you think you have the power to crown now?" The color instantly drained from her face. "What do you mean?" Smiling, I turned and walked toward the wall of fire outside. "My task was indeed to stop you from making him your consort. But the system never said I couldn't achieve that by dragging you off your throne entirely." "Josiah! Don't do this!"

The maids showed them inside . "Oh ! Duke it's so nice to see you again . No matter how many times I see it your face never gets old ." " You are praising me too much your majesty . This here is my wife ." "Greetings to the empress of the empire . I am Seilin Battenburg . Pleasure to meet you your majesty ." She bowed more gracefully than the empress could have ever anticipated she would . From the angle of her arms to how much she have lower her head was perfect . When she stood up straight smiling the empress knew her plan to insult Seilin about her manners was not gonna work anymore .

The captain led them up to the cockpit and sent out a hail on the space station's frequency. “This is the Emperor and Empress calling. Do you read?” A voice crackled from the speakers. “Affirmative. Continue with message.” "We're seeking information on a human woman named Laurel and three Zothean babies who arrived in an escape pod. Do you copy?" Ellis held her breath. She swore her heart stopped as she waited for the reply. "Well, I'll be damned," the voice said, breaking radio protocol. "We thought she was delirious when she said she was the Empress's best friend, and two of the babies were the princesses."

The manager, with a name tag, Lorenzo said to them, his accent coming out even stronger than Liam’s. “ This is for you Mrs kings. Have a wonderful week.” A dark haired lady in her late twenties said with a wide welcoming smile as she gave a bouquet of red roses to Emilia. “ Oh my. I love red roses. And the scent! It’s lovely. Thank you.” Emilia replied honestly with her million dollar smile. When she looked back up, Liam had a satisfied expression on his face. ‘Could he have planned this?’ She thought, a blush finding its way to her face.