Empress Palace Novels & Stories

“It’s small and simple, it's what I grew up in. Honestly, the palace is kind of too big for me.” “Oh, well you say that now, but when it comes down to it you are going to feel safer in there because there are many places you can hide, and more than one exit, this place only has two. So what would we do if we were attacked? Both exit covers, and we’re done. But the palace has over a hundred so unless an army knew where all of them were I think we would be safe.”

The more she thought about it, the heavier it felt… like something was wrong, just out of reach. She couldn’t quite name it. Ten minutes later, the towering outline of the Stellar Grand Hotel appeared ahead, its golden lights glowing against the night sky. Aurelia slowed slightly. Luxury cars lined the entrance. A red carpet stretched toward the grand doors. Everything looked polished… extravagant. Then something caught her eye: a silver Rizmo Limited Edition. Her grip tightened, and she recognized it instantly. Three years ago, when Alexander’s business had just begun to rise, she had quietly used her connections to secure that car for him, one of only a hundred in existence.

The transition into her role as High Empress was not marked by the expected accumulation of gaudy ceremonial trappings, crown jewels, or extravagant pageantry, but by a quiet, absolute, and sobering shift in the sheer weight of her responsibilities. The "Unified Parliament," as it had come to be known, met in the heart of the capital—a sprawling, circular building that Elena had once drafted, beam by beam, with the specific intent of hosting a government that could debate, dissent, and ultimately, decide.

He swore once he can run away from this captivity, he will make his reckon with Duan Qin Wang. Located in the transition zone from warm temperate zone to cold temperate zone, the Imperial Summer Palace was more accurately described as a mountain resort. This large complex of imperial palaces and gardens were built from the era of the previous dynasty and was often used as The Imperial Summer Palace for the royal family to spend several months a year there to escape the summer heat in the capital city. Apparently, Xi Dynasty’s Emperors did the same habit.

Ichares was a combination of different architectural styles, while the Poplov estate was traditional Vasil architecture. As soon as the butler saw the grand carriage arrive, he alerted his lord. “What? The Empress is here? What for?” Lord Poplov cried out. Did she come to see him over his opposition to her five year plan? Or did she somehow find out about the agitators?

“My sister is a free spirit.” “I doubt that.” The prime minister narrowed his eyes, showing his hostility. “Are you saying I am a liar, prime minister?” The princess curled her lips, bemused. “You are not but she is fitting to be inside the palace, princess.” The princess arched her brow. “Why is that?” “Princess Dhia. Princess Shea was the emperor of the Underworld.” “You mean the empress?” She corrected him. But, the prime minister shook his head. “No, she is the emperor.”

Auntie Chen asked with an alluring smile. “No…” I answered quite frankly. “The White Lotus Palace was originally built for Lady Li Ning who was the previous emperor’s favorite concubine. The white lotus was her favorite flower. Later on, after the death of the empress at that time, Lady Li Ning was directly promoted to empress. This palace became the symbol of Love and it is said that the Lady that resides in this Palace will become the Empress one day,” Auntie Chen explained as she looked me up and down and smiled proudly.

A grand palace of pure white loomed before them. An elegant, young, and beautiful woman clothed in a white, traditional robe sat in the palace. She didn’t seem like an ordinary deity. Her easy smile was delicate as she greeted Xyla Quest and Stanley Batton. They glanced at each other before casting curious looks at the emperor. He merely laughed as he regarded them. “This is my wife. She’s also known as the empress in your realm.” Xyla was surprised to hear this.

Thank you for making such an effort to leave the main mansion to let me borrow time with my grandson. "Small thing, father. We cannot allow you to move so much as it would exhaust you. I am still young, so moving from ten mansions in this palace is not much work for me," the empress replied before heading back to the main mansion to finish all the paperwork waiting for her at her desk. "When will my new secretary come? I just can't finish all this proposal, foundations, and budgeting. I have to make time for my little prince," she uttered while massaging her neck.