Empresses In The Palace Episode Guide Novels & Stories

"Mother... he didn't marry her." Her mother looked at the screen and then back at Zara. "Then the battle for the empire has truly begun, my daughter. If he is free, then Falcon Enterprises is the next move." Zara stood up, the tears from the roadside bench completely dry. She wasn't just a girl in a flat anymore. She was the Queen, and her King had just burned his world down to find his way back to hers.

She nodded without looking at him which made him doubt she was giving him a cold shoulder. He could not understand this woman. She seemed to show different colours of herself. One moment she acted like a grumpy old man and other times she acts like a docile lamb or a demoness disguised as a seductress or an abandoned kitten desperate for help. Who is the real her? This made him want to know everything about her. What made the omnipotent Empress among the socialites fall from grace and what made her return after disappearing without a trace four years ago. She felt worse for she had been crippled even if it's for a few months. It made her revenge plan more pending. And the Royal Steel, thinki

Then, these blokes once again carried Kerrim and others up like dead dogs. “I will not see you out then. Take care, Agent Emerson. Please feel welcome to come back again.” Tyr politely sent Emerson away. Emerson laughed. “I don’t think I will be going to Celestial Empire.” “Oh, you’re right! Regal Palace will relocate to Celestial Empire soon.” After Emerson left, Tyr and all five kings sat together in the room and fell silent again. “Boss, do we have to go back to Celestial Empire?” Clifford Hann asked.

Tricia / Seraphina’s POV Emelda didn’t let go of my hand the entire walk through the palace. She was eighteen, bright-eyed, and talked faster than anyone I had ever met. “Okay, so this is the east wing,” she said, dragging me past massive windows that overlooked the city. “Boring stuff, this is council rooms and Caspian does his Alpha things here, You’ll hate it, trust me,” she turned a corner and grinned, “this is the good part.”

I can feel Ben's glare digging through my head but I didn't dare to look back. So is this how I’m going to clothe myself from now on? “I’m not withstanding this!-” “-Not unless you become the Empress,” Ben replied abruptly with a smirk. My eyes widened at his upfront declaration. This guy----a smile slowly played on my lips as I gazed at the window. In each tick of the clock, the palace, where the music is overflowing with grace and bright lights shining on the hall, is getting nearer and nearer in our sight. Fancy carriages are lining up from the front as nobles stood proudly up with their best garments and masks on.

**** Within the palace, the air was thick with sandalwood incense. Lady Liudmila smiled softly as she considered the Emperor, who had summoned her despite his busy schedule. She couldn't help but recall the Empress's sharp words and biting sarcasm from the previous day. Lady Liudmila's expression became even more gentle. She knew that the Emperor appreciated her understanding nature, which was in stark contrast to the Empress's overbearing demeanor. Without fawning or attempting to seduce, she simply served quietly, creating an atmosphere of warmth and tranquility.

I informed, and she froze up for a couple of seconds, before speaking. ‎“In that case get to work” She said pulling her foot from her sandal. ‎But just then the voice of my guard boomed from the outside. ‎‘’Beware the empress of Ember nest, the mother of the Emperor, empress Helen is approaching the room” ‎ ‎Immediately Empress Helen walked in, and queen Cassandra replaced her foot in her shoe. ‎“Greetings mother” I greeted with a bow. ‎“Greetings my child” Empress Helen said, before turning to queen Cassandra, “Cassandra you're here?”

General Kagin’s POV Tsega, Natisa, and Selam immediately approached me after I spoke with Emperor Cygnus. They had rushed the Empress back to her quarters when she suddenly collapsed and writhed in pain while we were still in the recovery room talking about the Mollukai’s ship invasion. We had no idea what happened—everyone’s worried, especially these three, who have surprisingly grown close to the Empress.

“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.

She was wearing something that reminded me of what the ancient Egyptian Female Pharaohs wore in the pictures of our history books from school; a headdress made of gold with stone accents, and a very revealing white dress with gold trimming. “Hello mistress. My name is Stephanie. I am here to take you to the King. He has requested your presence.” Her voice was soft and very friendly. It was almost alluring. “Can we trust her?” I asked Koa. “I say we don’t trust anybody. We already know there’s witches about and putting spells on shit or even us. Tread carefully sweetie.” Koa still on guard ready for an attack. “Let’s play a game then shall we?” I smirked at my thought and I’m pretty sure I sa