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“Shadow is perfect to be my consort. I’ll cherish her till the end of my life.” “Why is it, My Emperor?” His Chancellor named Vilfredo asked while bending his body. “She is not a simple lady you see. Besides, the requirement to be The Holiness, the protector of the worlds isn’t simple. Not even once did we succeed to be acknowledged by The Unknown. Why do you think she was accepted as soon as she descended upon this world?” “My Emperor, it's her experience, her kindness, and wit.” “Ha ha ha ha ha. You knew it. You knew.”

"Her home was empty. We found no sign of her leaving. No one saw her go into the woods. It’s like she just… disappeared." Disappeared? A normal person doesn’t just *vanish*. Not without a reason, not without leaving some clue. I slammed my fist onto the heavy oak of my desk, the strong wood groaning. The ink pots jumped, splashing dark ink on the papers. My anger was a real thing, a storm building inside me. Was she scared? Had the order, becoming Empress so suddenly, scared her? Or was she playing a game, a clever trick I hadn’t expected?

"He trained you to be a warrior, didn't he?" With tears in her eyes, she nods. "But I'm not half of what he wanted me to be." The two plunge into an uncomfortable silence once again, both lost in their own thoughts... And losses. "Well..." He speaks again. "Ynora Deanna was a High Empress who dominated almost every kingdom in the world. She created demon colonies and also territories in several countries, establishing her dominance once and for all and ruling all her subjects with an iron fist." "Demonic colonies?"

Xisuthra pushed open the door and let the Emperor come in before he closed the door behind him. The Emperor took slow, staggering steps towards the bed where the princess lay. He saw his beautiful daughter lying lifeless and pale. "What happened?" he asked the maid, who had tears falling down her cheeks. "She just ate her lunch, and she began to vomit," Irkal said with his head bowed. "Poison," Xisuthra uttered without thinking. The Emperor threw a glance at him. "How can you think that?" he shouted. "Forgive me your worship," Xisuthra said, bowing his head.

The clues and evidence we got were from her so that we would not despair and we would not give up. "I miss you, Wife!" "I miss you too! Cookie!" I let go of her hug and immediately gave her a deadly look but she just laughed at me. "Stop looking like that! I can kill you anytime because I'm the Empress." I just laughed softly because of what she said. The Empress of my life and the Empress of the Asian Mafia Organization.

Her blue orbs were flawlessly adequate her face. Seeing her, I was just speechless. I was feeling like she became my addiction. If I will be the Emperor, she will be the Empress. I will train her to be the perfect queen to rule over the mafia world. I think she was too much afraid of me, I should console her. "Umm, do you want water?" I asked with stammered words as she nodded negatively before I finish my question. I chuckled at her behaviour. She was looking at me like I'm not human and she had seen a demon with two big horns.

She reached into her coat pulled out a dented silver flask took a drag and spat a stream of blue fluid onto the severed iron wrist. "You the one who caused the boiler-collapse in Sector 2?" she asked, her gray eyes glinting with curiosity. "Because if you are you've got three minutes before the Scrappers realize I followed their pipe." I raised my hand the matte-obsidian lance of the Seventh Seal materializing with a low hum. "I am the Empress of this territory " I said. ". You have exactly ten seconds to tell me why I shouldn't turn your coat into scrap metal." The woman didn't flinch. A slow grease-stained grin split her face revealing a silver tooth.

it was bland but it was the only thing keeping her from death which she would face tomorrow. the door opened revealing a lady, “ The Empress of Audreit asked me to see to the prisoner's need. what do you want? ” the lady looked like she would rather be anywhere than there ,in a room with a prisoner. Empress? it answered so many questions, the beauty that just left was an Empress

She embraced me curling her arms around my neck. Nessa Harris, that's my fake name. No one needs to know that I'm an international Mafia boss's wife.... um, Ex-Wife. She brings a strange kind of comfort. She loves her husband most and she always complains about her mother-in-law but only in front of me. She spilled her coffee on my white shirt when I went for the job interview. We became friends that day and I got the job. They are a really cute adorable couple. I miss my husband when I see them together. Well, he's not my husband. Flattening my lips, I shook my head, "I won't be able to continue the job," I told her.

“I feel like… I’m burning up… from the inside.” “We have to get Grand Lord Vladya right now!” Emeriel shouted, turning to Madam Livia, unable to hide the terror in her own eyes. “Aekeira is going into full heat!”