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Hearing this, the Empress could not help but return his smile. Her two shallow dimples appeared when her slender lips curved, giving her a very charming and sweet appearance. She was the Empress of the country, yet an outsider was telling her to act freely. The Empressed turned to one of her attendants. The attendant immediately walked over, took out a piece of cloth, and set it on the chair for the Empress to sit. James asked, “Your Majesty, which age was the Sir Galileo you mentioned just now from? Is he from the Primordial Age, Ancient Heavenly Court Age, or the Primeval Age?”

"But, we are knows that your resignation will be valid after you are turning twenty." "I don't care." Hugo cleared his throat, "I heard Her Majesty Imperial Empress is sick. She can barely walk and spend so much time in her room." "Hmm." Max didn't even pretend to be shock or at least showing a tiny sympathy about that sad news. "I heard the head priest from Holy Temple was visiting her regularly. There is a speculation that she is not infected with physical disease but, caused by some nasty black magic." "I called it as karma. Rather than talking about them, bring me a cup of hot milk instead. My head is spinning arround."

It melted on my tongue, I didn't even have to chew it. - "I'm glad you like the dish, Thetia. I was the one who asked our chef to make it. It's a new recipe that my brother Rafael sent me. Apparently, it is the hot trend on Dracoris. However, I was worried that it would be too spicy, so I ask with the chef to make several versions, with different amounts of spices. The redder the dish, the spicier it is, so be careful!" the Empress explained to me. The spicy food was a real treat for the taste buds, but also a real nightmare for the stomachs.

Guardioni bowed. "Please, refrain from the salutations," said Hrishikesh as he always does. "Here is a book the Emperors wanted you to have. High King Eloy discussed it with Emperor Malvan and Emperor Mithraos. They instructed me to find this for you," said Guardioni. Rishikesh was surprised. "They said it has knowledge that will help you gain your heart's desire," said Guardioni with a small smile. ----------- Hrishikesh read the book from cover to cover and he understood what they wanted him to find. Finally, as he kept the book aside when the sunlight streamed into his chambers, he felt hope bloom in him.

Cecily and Emery had been cleaning up the Empress’ room when they heard the dreadful news. The Emperor was poisoned by the Empress! The two handmaidens refused to believe it. Although the couple had their ups and downs, Ursa was not a rash person, nor was she as vicious so as to poison someone! Cecily had witnessed their harmony for herself, just as they were leaving the room for their dinner. Besides, Ursa would never make such a cunning move without first consulting herself or Emery, not that Emery was much help.

“So, how was the experience?” “It was fine. A bit exhausting, but everything turned out well. The Emperors have found their soulmate, and she’s already expecting. I didn’t think the Empress would get pregnant so fast. Her heat had quite an effect.” “Ohhh, so she went into heat. Well, I’m not surprised she got pregnant right away. She’s really nice, by the way. But I really felt sorry for her earlier at the terminal. She looked so lost and alone because everyone thought she had parasites.”

I thought about that for a moment before turning toward Ragnar. “Is she speaking from experience?” Silence immediately settled over the room. For several seconds nobody moved. Then Soren coughed suspiciously into his hand while Ragnar lowered his head and stared at the documents on his desk. The movement was subtle, but I noticed it. His shoulders were shaking. The emperor was laughing. Not openly. Not visibly. But definitely laughing. The realization seemed to offend Lyrielle far more than my actual comment. “You believe you’re clever.” “I know I am.”

Leaving Feli who was again stunned. "He didn't fire me did he?" monologued Feli with a completely confused face. "He wants me to cook for him? Can I do it?" asked Feli to herself while thinking hard. Before long, Feli smiled. "He didn't fire me! Hahaha... that's all that matters right now! As for cooking, I'll figure it out later. Finally! My private jet... I'm coming!!!" Feli exclaimed excitedly while hugging her own body. A smile spread across her face. She hurried to her room to change.

“I had a sword fight with him, and he was spitting fire at me the whole time!” The physician’s smile faltered for a moment, turning tight-lipped. “A sword fight? With His Royal Highness?” “Yes, why are you smiling like that?” she asked suspiciously, narrowing her eyes. “You’re new to this court, Your Highness,” he replied cryptically. “But let’s just say… His Royal Highness wouldn’t appreciate it if I told you the truth.” Her brows knitted in confusion. “What truth? What are you talking about?” Before he could answer, a court lady entered the room and bowed deeply. “Your Highness, His Majesty has summoned you for the royal meal.”

A plot twist she hadn't expected, but one she was ready for. "So, Julian wants to go to war?" she whispered. "Tell the legal team to prepare the 'Apocalypse File.' If he wants to see how deep the Everett shadow goes, I’ll show him." She walked back to her desk and picked up her phone. There was a new message from an unknown number. It was a photo of her entering her private apartment building. Attached was a single line of text: The Empress has a beautiful home. It would be a shame if something happened to the 'secret' she left there.