Empresses In The Palace Cast Novels & Stories

"...and leave quietly." "Yes, Emperor," The maids answered at the same time before hurrying out of the room to carry out their assigned tasks. "I could have emptied it myself," Naomi protested when Daegal returned and sat by her side. Daegal laid his arm across Naomi's shoulder and pulled her closer to him. "Yes, you could have. But there is no reason for you to do so. You are the Empress." Naomi chuckled and rolled her eyes. "Technically, Nerina is the empress and—"

But I had a feeling that Dante wasn't the type of person who would knock. When I opened the door, I realized that my prediction was right. Annie beamed at me. And she brought food. She was officially my favourite person in this book. We ate and chatted. Annie knew gossip related to the royal families. She would lower her voice whenever she talked about them. It was strange to hear the royal scandals from a young girl, but I needed information. "Basically, the empress wants her son to be the next emperor?" I probed. "Yes, but the fifth prince is young and his achievements barely match Prince Dante." She said to me, "However, Prince Dante is too cruel."

Samantha said with as much control as she could dig up. " We think it would drive more people to The Palace. People just don't go on the tour's anymore." The King said plainly. He was making things clear and not explaining himself. The King doesn't need permission. " So what if people are bored of The Palace? I don't blame them. People don't want stuffy old trinkets." Samantha added not sure why the hairs on the back of her neck were standing on end...this was not good. " That's the point exactly my dear. Therefore we have signed the contract and you are expected to both live at the Palace for three months." The Queen explained, finding it amusing that their daughter didn't understand yet.

Jay smiled, “You can thank Queen Rota for that. I want them back in the Palace by tomorrow so can you have the whole guard meet in the training grounds in 30mins. I will get Dora to question each man to make sure their loyalties lie with the Crown. After that I want all the palace staff to assemble in the great Hall, they will be questioned too. “Yes Captain Jay, it will be as you ask” His superior nodded and went to get everything ready. Benny gathered everyone heading back to “Mistress” and loaded them on a military truck. “I hope you don’t mind” he asked Rota and Mia “Oh of course not” Replied Rota “it’s much better that a stuffy limo, I have been rather enjoying my break from being a pri

he began, his voice unhurried and deliberate, "Did you just say that my Empress has been keeping your daughter from you?" Cedric and Seraphina went rigid. "The... The Empress?" Cedric raised his head, his gaze falling on Mother, the blood draining from his face. "She... She..." "She is my Empress. The lady of the court, and the only one in this kingdom who holds that title." Father spoke each word with precision. "And that child."

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."

Their presence was calm, measured nothing flashy, just the precision of experience. “Good morning handsome,” Jayden said, nodding to me. I laugh & embrace him. "Hey mate, been a while," He looks briefly at Morgan & smiles. "Love the heels," he laughs. She huffs & shuffles on her feet "Tradition is bullshit," He shrugs, adjusts his collar & strides past to acknowledge the others. Idris inclined his head, lips tight. “Alpha’s," We nod simultaneously before James calls out. “Council hall, everyone. Breakfast will be served inside” he said, voice easy. “Then we’ll get the fun stuff over with before anyone loses their patience.”

“Give me five.” “Don’t be long,” Sophia said when she picked up. “They’re watching the building. Be careful.” “Always,” Elara lied. She did not want Sophia to hear panic. Her voice came steady. “I’ll be down.” She packed fast. Each motion had the calm of someone leaving a station for good. A sweater, two dresses, the blue case Sophia told her to bring—papers, an extra passport tucked inside. She wrapped the child’s small blanket and tucked it into the case last, feeling both shame and fierce hope.

said one of the concubines in a haughty tone. “Heee, someone who knows nothing but how to live in luxury dares to speak such words… Haa, how extraordinary! It seems you aren’t all that stupid, are you?” Suddenly, the empress mocked how the concubines were using the palace’s rules to oppose her. Up until now, no one had ever come forward even when the palace was in trouble, but now that she mentioned she was going to marry, these shameless women actually came to protest against her.