Give A Heart To The Emperor Novels & Stories

"Why? You actually gave up your title as Crown Prince for this tramp. Are you trying to drive me mad? If it weren't for her, would you have tried to elope? Is that how you repay your father and me, who've invested so much in you?" Under her relentless questioning, Dorian was left speechless with shame. Just then, the sound of footsteps approached from behind. "You ungrateful son! Since you're willing to give up your title for this woman, then I'll grant your wish." "Your Majesty, no! Dorian was just temporarily misled. Please give him another chance!" Empress Victoria immediately fell to her knees, begging for mercy. Emperor Roland glanced at his rebellious son, who showed no sign of remorse

Being Dharakand’s princess had trained her to read the deceit lurking behind familiar faces, and to suspect the motives wrapped in an emperor’s summons. “Greetings, Your Majesty,” she said, curtseying. He gave the smallest nod—acknowledgment without warmth, the kind of gesture that said her respect was expected, not earned. Typical of a man who thought his crown made him the measure of all things. “How are you feeling?” he asked, his tone smooth—pleasant on the surface. But she could see the calculation beneath it. The question unsettled her. Why does he care about her health? Kings don’t ask out of kindness—they ask to see where the cracks are.

Even with that, Emery got everyone’s eyes on her as she faced the emperor who was still standing right before his throne. She then fumbled around her waist, looking for something until she felt the circular shape on her side. She fished it out as a smile was drawn on her lips. The silver ring that had an emery gem on it may not be an expensive one, however, it symbolized Emery’s heart. She held it in between her fingers before kneeling on one knee and outstretching her hand towards the emperor. “Your Imperial Highness!” she called, her voice ringing out in the stadium. “Take this heart of mine and spend the rest of your life as my husband!”

"But, my lord. Why do they say that your only love is the lion of Jungpi? That even though she betrayed you again and again that she cannot leave your mind? Can you please think of me instead? Please. All I want is a place in your heart. Please--" "My heart? I do work all day that is for the country. I have piles and piles of reports and invitations from ministers who want me to listen to their endless policies. It doesn't matter what I think, but they want these ideas as a way for it to be funneled through me through father. Father reminds me everyday that as an emporer I cannot have any emotion. Do you understand what is it that you are asking me for? I could be cruel to you."

"I thought you said the Emperor did not want to be disturbed?" Inal asked stepping back out of the dark room. "The emperor has gone on a stroll and asked that if anyone comes looking for him I should tell them that he doesn't want to be disturbed," Tiartu said. "Mother, I am glad to have found you here, "Aranar Enlim said. Aranar Enlim was the crown prince and he was just nine years of age. He had been looking around for his mom for a while.

I don’t have the locus to be your lover. Emperor said no you don’t have to say that. Please come closer to me I have missed you. Emperor walked to her. Doris bowed on the ground and said my Lord I am not wealthy to be your wife I have been defile so please I beg you to forgive me. It was not my fault but I couldn’t wait for you.

“I know because the moment I saw her I knew she was the one. She was the one I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. She’s the one that will make it with me to the end of my days. Till my hair turned white.” The Emperor gasped at his words. Then he thought about when he saw Crown Prince’s mother. How beautiful she was when he saw her. How he wanted her to love him, but she never did. Every night when he would go to her, how she would shudder at his touch. How she would deny her body to him. How he had to force her to even lay with her. How angry he was when she refused to be with him no matter how many nights, he spent with her. No matter what he did, she didn’t love him back.

The room was silent and I waited anxiously for the Emperor’s reply. “It would seem that I made the right decision to allow you to marry my son.” The Emperor said. I felt relieved upon hearing his words. I thought he was going to press me further but turns out he just needed to hear how I felt about his son. He cares for him so much and he wanted to make sure that the person his son is marrying would be loyal and true to him. I can respect that. Although the prince and I are currently only pretending to be together, there’s no doubt that I am loyal to him. I still have a mission to do and I’ll make sure to accomplish it at all cost.

Although he doesn't know that there are actually two emperors, both of them became remarkable people to him; may it be the gentle and 'fluffy' one or the bad-tempered emperor. He just realized it when the fake news that the emperor is dead circulated in the imperial palace. He got sad, and cannot accept that the emperor is gone. It's like a bucket of ice-cold water got poured on his head. His heart was beating like crazy to the point that it feels like he's going to have a cardiac arrest. It's like he wants to give up on his life too.

‎“I assure you mother that would never happen, after all I don't have a heart, my humanity was killed when I was just five, remember?" ‎“How could I forget my boy. I was there through it all” She said with glittering eyes, “You really have grown since then you are no longer that kid who yearned for a family, and home. Now you own an empire, the people worship you. You have surpassed the rank of a king, you are now the emperor of the Ember nest empire” ‎"What did you expect, I learnt from the best, you” I complimented planting a kiss on the back of her hand, indeed I owe everything to her.