Empress Ki Real Story Novels & Stories

''You may begin,'' The judge says to Maria. ''It was on the tenth of June, Her Highness had arrived from Melbourne, Australia where she went with Princess Evelyn and Sir Andrea. From all I heard in the palace when they were gone, they went to investigate about the current child that Ms. Johansson is carrying as she claimed Prince Emery to be the father,'' She says, looking at our direction; whatever she will say, as long as she states the truth—there will be no blame.

The student body went into applause. “Any question?” Chloe asked “What was behind the name Empire?” Cami was the person to ask the question. Yes Cami was still in school, she was still a grade away from graduating high school. “That is a great question. Empire was the name of my late Godmother; I owe her a lot so I named everything I own after her.” Chloe replied with a smile

She said slowly, her breath labored. “Yes…mother,” Ren said solemnly. “The title of empress is a sick and sad joke, Ren. To me, I was nothing more than a slave and to this day, I am nothing more than a slave. When your father conquered my land, I was forced to become one of his concubines. I was young and couldn’t understand what was going on. Young women like me were bedded in turn by the emperor. It went on and on until at least one of us became with child…” she said before pausing to catch her breath. It was clear that speaking was taking up all the energy that she had left.

Krista said shaking her head. "Have you ever met the empress?" Jacob asked. "Once. From a far." Krista responded. "Is she really as gorgeous as they say? I used to serve a master that had me make a present for her. He used to be betrothed to her." Jacob said. "I can't really say. Servants never really get to join, but her servants do. They wait on her and she allows them to enjoy the night. You used to serve Lord Felix?"

Naomi smiled sheepishly when Daegal praised her and laid her head against his shoulder. Suddenly, a chief threw a question at Daegal. "What happened to Empress Nerina? Where is she?" Everyone else in attendance nodded in agreement and began to murmur the question too. Naomi's eyes monitored everyone and made her observations about them. When they quieted down, Daegal took his time to explain every single event from the beginning till date with Naomi occasionally chipping in. And when he was done, the entire hall bowed down to Naomi and called her their empress.

Events seem to have unfolded in a mysterious hurry which makes us recall a similar situation in the past when Lady Parker’s mother brought misfortune upon the Empire concerning her misfeasance with a werewolf in a scandal. The details should not be recited. This Author’s hands tremble and breath hitch in her throat when, with a bleeding heart, she pronounces herself being a subject of Empress Ellizzian, daughter of a fugitive absconder. ~yours truly Lady Adiara I blink the unshed tears away, dreading the day when I had stepped up to Empress Ellizzian from Lady Parker. I still remember every fucking minute of the unfortunate day like it all had happened yesterday. Of course, there were visito

"I want to go myself." I pick up my glass and take a slow sip, setting it down with more precision than necessary. "It will be crowded. Loud. Full of people you don't know." "Maybe. That's not a reason not to go." "It is reason enough to send a servant in your place." She cuts into her fish with more force than required, the silver scraping against the china. "I didn't come to Mauritius to send someone in my place." "You came to Mauritius because my mother planned it," I snap, reminding her of the contract that put her in this chair.

I held up my ID card for her to see. The woman appeared shocked and bewildered. "Huh? But you look just like Miss Kassandra!" "Kassandra? Who is that? My name is Empress Chan. Not Kassandra.” I averted my gaze from the woman and offered a polite bow. "I'm sorry!" The woman left in a hurry. "Do you happen to know her, uh, Empress?" the person next to me asked, clearly curious. I responded with a quick shake of my head. "As far as I know, Kassandra is the name of the company owner's wife."

I assured her. She walked over, wrapped me in a hug, and whispered, “It’s not about money, Adrian. Idiot, I’m going to miss you.” I chuckled, “Since when does the ice queen have a heart?” She punched me in the chest and laughed, “I’m not an ice queen. You’re just a pompous ass who doesn't allow anyone close to you to show emotions.” “I don’t want you to go,” James said as he leaned down and grabbed Amelia’s hand.

However, at the opportune moment when the two's relationship was about to be made official and blessed, an obscure character leaped out and was declared as the Emperor's true mate and future Empress. To say this matter shocked them silly wouldn't be an overstatement. "True mate? Hah! Don't make me laugh! Which supernatural creature in the four empires, seven seas, thirteen mainlands, and fifty highlands doesn't know lykan's are deprived of the gift of a true mate? This kitchen staff must be a spy sent by the Northern or Western Emperor." "But...the Emperor personally officiated her crowning. Even if she is a spy, she is a spy crowned by the Emperor. Pointing fingers or questioning her identi