I Will Surrender The Position As Empress Novels & Stories

He slammed his fist on the table, making me jump. I feigned puzzlement, mirroring his expression. "I know, I was just as shocked when I discovered the truth. But think about it, Marquis. The empress's only claim to the throne is her ability to produce an heir without succumbing to the curse like so many before her. If word gets out that the curse is broken, she'll be stripped of her title and cast aside like a used rag." Marionette's eyes widened, her voice trembling with excitement. "That's right! The empire would never stand for it. Hazem Empire would be seen as cruel and unjust, allowing so many innocent brides to die in vain."

But it was more than infuriating to let this woman say and do anything as she pleased. I must endure even though it was something I did not want to do in front of this shameless creature. Still, Lansford and I both left the car and walked towards the woman. “Kneel,” she said, her gun still pointed at us. I could actually tackle her down and shove that gun right into her mouth but there were other men surrounding us. I would totally receive quite a lot of bullets if ever I make one wrong move. However, kneeling in front of a human being was not something an immortal like me should do. And not to mention, I was the princess of Oliviland. I bow to no mere humans unless I had committed a grave s

"I will make her my queen. The empress position should remain empty for now, or the wolves will start a riot." 'He's gone insane …' Seviere thought as he helplessly left the room. A while later ... "W-WHAAAAAAAAAT?!!" Chiara can't compose herself anymore and screamed in annoyance. "As if being his personal servant isn't enough, he suddenly changed the result and made me his queen instead?! Are you sure he hasn't gone insane?!" 'My Lady, I could charge you for slandering the Emperor, but I will let it pass because that's what I also thought.' Seviere cried inside, "My Lady, the selected candidates should start working tomorrow."

Stephan started to explain to me, and then continued, "In our case, the title still belongs to my father, and I should inherit it, after his death." "You should?" I asked a little indiscreetly. "Yes, I should. But the title must pass to some distant cousin in my case. If all goes well and we marry, I will be obliged to renounce any title I have a right in Eurasia to be prince consort of the kingdom of Tresoria." He pointed patiently.

I lifted my face to look at William, and he smiled bemusedly and kindly. I looked over my shoulder and saw my nanny returning with the cake in her hands, I had to hurry or everything would go wrong. Furthermore, I leaned towards William, surprising him, but I had to do it, even if I was on the verge of a seizure and dying of shame. I took a deep breath and then said, "In one breath. "I need you to listen to me, sir," I said, taking another deep breath. "The emperor intends to send you to the battlefield, but before that happens, I need you to help me."

"This is not a rushed decision. It is an order. The girl who saved my life will be my Empress. Prepare the official announcement. It will be told throughout the kingdom within a week." Lord Valerius bowed his head, his face showing he accepted, even if he didn't fully understand. "As you wish, Your Majesty. The order will be written. We will make sure it is shared quickly and clearly." General Thorne, always practical, gave a short, sharp nod. "I will make sure the guards are ready for any… unusual reactions, Sire. But the message will be delivered."

Elena emerged from the wreckage, clutching Leo, as the violet shield over the world finally flickered and died. The sky was clear. The "Executioner" was coming. And the Empress realized that to save her husband's soul, she would have to conquer the Moon.

"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

“I’m calling Davon now. We need the full briefing on the Keepers' findings and the training failure. Then, I’ll coordinate the arrival schedule with James and Samuel. They will arrive under the deepest possible cover. This meeting isn’t just about protecting Xian’na; it’s about preparing for the reign she’s about to claim. The world is changing, and we need to be ready to shield the new Queen.” This is it. The calm before the true storm. “Lock the door behind me, my Queen. I have a war to plan.”

It was a cold touch—possession, then release. “You leave tonight,” he said. “I announce it in the morning.” Panic came like heat. Her plan was thin: a bag, a woman named Sophia, a car three blocks away, a number whispered into a phone. She had to move before people turned rumor into a headline. Adrian paused by the door. “Make it clean. No fuss.” Then he left. Elara opened a drawer and took three small things: a folded letter from her mother, a locket with her father’s photo, a tiny stuffed animal she had kept. She touched each like a benediction.